Well, I guess by the blood stain of your lips
And the wander of your fingertips
I should prove true to my emptiness
And stay here
Well, I'm just a kid of ill repute
But the skin I wear is 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 claw my eyes, I skin my face
Beg somehow to be replaced
That's how we deal with boys like me
Well, I guess for this world so sick with loss
And your service is so free of cost
I should climb down off my rugged cross
And lay with you
But 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
Lay 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 street lights they shine bright
I?ll get 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
But to you I'm just a confused child
Insecure or in denial
Go raise your robes, go have your trial
I?ll let you win
You know, I could be anyone
God forgive what I should've done
A thoughts enough to guilty be
Yes, I guess I made 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
So, if the street lights they shine bright
I?ll be home tonight
And the wander of your fingertips
I should prove true to my emptiness
And stay here
Well, I'm just a kid of ill repute
But the skin I wear is 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 claw my eyes, I skin my face
Beg somehow to be replaced
That's how we deal with boys like me
Well, I guess for this world so sick with loss
And your service is so free of cost
I should climb down off my rugged cross
And lay with you
But 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
Lay 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 street lights they shine bright
I?ll get 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
But to you I'm just a confused child
Insecure or in denial
Go raise your robes, go have your trial
I?ll let you win
You know, I could be anyone
God forgive what I should've done
A thoughts enough to guilty be
Yes, I guess I made 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
So, if the street lights they shine bright
I?ll be home tonight
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I think it's a great song, but the lyrics come off a little misogynistic. It seems like he's had a fight with his wife or girlfriend and about to have sex with another woman. At first I thought he was with a prostitute, but the line "you’re just my next mistake / Like me to you" indicates that he's a mistake for her too. In that case, though, the condemnation "God forgive your unborn sons" seems even harsher. "I hate to speak so free / But you mean nothing to me."