Tattooed Roses

Well, she takes her last drag

And the thought of what she had of her last cigarette

She thought enough of him

To get his name drawn on her skin, and it's all permanent

Well, there's a rose or so I'm told

Where that old name used to go that says, "Good riddance"

She thinks another drink

Will drown it out without a doubt, and keep things hidden

Well, there ain't enough ink in her arm

To cover up the charm of the man that she wants

But in a week she probably won't

And tattooed roses, they don't cover up the pain

Well, they just cover up his name

And a poor decision stain that once was love

She thought it once was love

Yeah, well, she thought, she thought wrong

There's a tattoo on her arm

That's the outline of a heart that still ain't finished

She wants to fill it in

But she don't have the time to spend on bad decisions

There's a rose or so I'm told

Where that old name used to go that says, "Good riddance"

Well, there ain't enough ink in her arm

To cover up the charm of the man that she wants

But in a week she probably won't

And tattooed roses, they don't cover up the pain

No, they just cover up his name

And a poor decision stain that once was love

She thought it once was love

Yeah, well, she thought, she thought wrong

Well, there ain't enough ink in her arm

To cover up the charm of the man that she wants

But in a week she probably won't

And tattooed roses, they don't cover up the pain

Well, they just cover up his name

And a poor decision stain that once was love

She thought it once was love

Yeah, well, she thought, she thought wrong

Yeah, well, she thought, she thought wrong

Yeah, well, she thought, she thought wrong