The boy with the tainted smile

You, boy, with the tainted smile.
Come and sit with me for awhile.
You don't have to speak or say a word
You don't want the lines to be blurred
We are just friends, always were.

You, boy, with the bottle of crown
I know how she has let you down
How she broke and emptied your soul
How the darkness has swallowed you whole
You lost yourself, you lost control

You, boy, with the glazed look
I sit and wonder what she took
How she seduced you from the start
Ripped your chest and extracted your heart
And left you to fall apart

You, boy, with the pills in your hand
This is not what you wanted, not what you planned
Did you want to love her and take her home?
Did you want to shelter her from the storm?
Only to find that she was already warm

You boy with the broken knuckle,
I know you dream of being a couple.
You can't keep her out of your prayer.
And I ask how could I ever compare
To the pretty girl with the auburn hair.

You boy with the bloody lip,
Your words are harsh, your tongue like a whip.
You anger is too strong to let it go.
She has hurt you and you want the world to know
That this was it, her final blow