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 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 the she wants But in a week she probably won't 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 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 the she wants But in a week she probably won't 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 She thought, she thought wrong Well there ain't enough ink in her arm To cover up the charm, of the man the she wants But in a week she probably won't 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 She thought, she thought wrong She thought, she thought wrong She thought, she thought wrong