I was watching you that night devil boy,
And I think you knew that even though you wouldn't look at me.
You went off script and decided to be a show off,
And the comment you made proved that you knew I was there watching.
You looked so ****** perfect as you softly sang along to your music,
Making me curious if you were listening to some lovesick song in the same tune as mine.
Your hair peeking out from under your hat was razor straight,
and it invited me to reach out and touch it.
The moonlight reflected off the buckles on your jacket as you moved around,
Catching my eye time and time again.
Your skinny jeans hugged you tightly,
Leaving little to my imagination.
You walked around with so much pride in your step that you almost had me fooled.
It wasn't until I looked into your eyes that I realized you weren't a cocky *******,
It was all just part of the act.
Deep down I saw all of your misery and the moment our eyes connected,
I felt all of your pain.
I wondered how something so beautiful could be so tragic,
As my mind begged me to find out more than just your name.
As I sit here in the moonlight thinking of you I realize I finally figured it out,
Your darkness and perfection all make sense,
Because the devil was an angel once too