lessons they don't teach you at school.

rouged lips and cheeks
with smiles splitting at the seams
reminders of days that turned into weeks
used-to-be’s and in-betweens

because to him,
you’re breathtakingly beautiful
and horribly heartbreaking.
making sure heart strings are pulled.
but he doesn’t know all that you’re taking.

bumping hands in the dark
and watching mundane words
string together mundane remarks.
you never listen to what you’ve just heard.

and Seduction School Rule
oh, Rule Number One.
never get attached to those fools,
cause getting your heart broken
is never any fun

you’re breathtakingly beautiful
and horribly heartbreaking.
making sure heart strings are pulled.
but he doesn’t know all that you’re taking.

brutal love and vodka kisses
cruel words can be masked
oh, and Mister, how’s the Missus?
maybe i shouldn’t have asked?

because to him,
you’re breathtakingly beautiful
and horribly heartbreaking.
making sure heart strings are pulled.
but he doesn’t know all that you’re taking.

Rule Number Two remains:
never let them know
of the apathy and lipstick in your veins,
just answer with a smile and moan

drug laced god complex
and turning innocence to dust
well placed lipstick staining necks
gaining and breaking all their trust

you’re breathtakingly beautiful
and horribly heartbreaking.
making sure heart strings are pulled.
but he doesn’t know all that you’re taking.

and you take everything
and give back ugly words that only hurt
but you leave them with their memories
and then you’re gone in your short skirt.

you’re breathtakingly beautiful
and horribly heartbreaking.
making sure heart strings are pulled.
he'll never know all that you've taken.