I guess by the bloodstain on your lips
And the wander of your fingertips
I should proof true to my emptyness
And stay here
Well I'm just a kid of ill repute
But the skin I wear's my only suit
And you, you're just a substitute
For the one that I hold dear
You know you could be anyone
God forgive my tasteless tongue
I never should have been set free
I carve my eyes, I skin my face
And beg some how to be replaced
That's how we deal with boys like me
I guess by this world so sick with loss
And your circusses so free of cost
I should climb down off my rugged cross
And lay with you
You know by now it's half past late
And I only came here for escape
You, you're just my next mistake
Like me to you
You know you could be anyone
God forgive your unborn sons
I hope they don't end up like me
I drag my mind through streets of shame
Blame myself, forgive the game
That's how we deal with boys like me
But despite what you've been told
I once had a soul
Left somewhere behind
A former friend of mine
And I hate to speak so free
But you mean nothing to me
So if the streetlights they shine bright
I'll be home tonight
I guess by the dim light in your eyes
And that to you all things come as a surprise
I should set the steel trap of your thighs
And dive right in
To you I'm just a confused child
Insecure or in denial
Go raise your robes, go have your trial
I'll let you in
You know I could be anyone
God forgive what I should have done
My thoughts enough to kill tv
And yes, I guess I made/make this bed
But I'll take the sidewalk instead
That's how we deal with boys like me
But despite what you've been told
I once had a soul
Left somewhere behind
A former friend of mine
And I hate to sound so true
But I mean nothing to you
And with the streetlights they shine bright
I'll be home tonight
Writer(s): Tyson Vogel, Adam Stephens
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