He was walking round the party A scowl planted on his face He just wanted someone to hear him But all his words fell on drunk ears He went outside to find the smokers Even though he quit a year ago The girl weighing on his mind though Pushed him back through the smoke
She was a scattered girl A one track brain in her head Every other guy took her for a whirl And she didn't think to think twice But still he thought her beautiful because she was nice To him She was nice to him
And he fell for it Deep down the rabbit hole, he fell Asked all around for her After all they only broke a day ago He just wanted to talk to her To see her face, hear her laugh But instead his best friends shirt Came into view as he walked up Black makeup stained his shirt In the shape of eyelashes Dripping dark tears drowned in years And years and years of connection But now it's gone into a new section Filed under "not enough conviction"
For my friend Christopher. He had a rough time at a party the other night and I wish him all the luck in the world.