The Girls with Blond Hair and Hazel Eyes

My dad once warned me,
about the drugs in the streets.
But, he never warned me of the drugs,
with blond hair and hazel eyes
That make you fall,
fast and hard.
They'll carve their way into your soul
and burrow into your heart
into your thoughts
and most importantly, into your memories.

Those girls with blond hair and hazel eyes,
You'll watch them curve their mouth around three words
"I love you"
And then they'll never speak them again.
They'll taste your body with their fingertips
And leave that feeling on you for what seams like eternity
and never touch you again

They're addictive
It would be easier to stop sticking needles in your veins,
for a head rush
For,they are not the drugs in the streets,
they give you more than a simple head rush
They'll give you everything
and leave, like you were nothing
like they never cared
and quite frankly, they didn't.

They will eat away your insides
gnaw at your emotions
and then turn their back and walk away
They will leave you with an emptiness,
so cold and so bitter
that you wont even be able to cut their feeling off your skin.