Good Grief Girls/Broken Blue Boys part one

Good Grief Girls/Broken Blue Boys part one

What is your secret Good Grief Girls?
That is punished and plagued by the Broken Blue Boys
Winding us up for their spinning twirl
Then wind empty as their thrown away toys
You penetrated my vulnerability
Sewed yourself deep inside my skin
You tortured, got away with murder so swiftly
And you will never ask me to forgive
So you kill the heart of me as you kill yourself
I cannot stop you, I have no will
As we self-destruct of everything we felt
Shoot the bullet, cut me deep, make me swallow every pill
Strangle me with your passive petty resentment
Knock me down from where I stand on this emotional crutch
Smile as you target me with dishonest intentions
As I lay defenseless under your euphoric touch
Now you cut me open from the inside
Throw me into your tsunami tides
I know you love to see me break
And girls don't want broken boys
But love to break them to fill their void.

~george ray