My collection of nightmares, thoughts, and real life situations I've lived 17 is the number tattooed on the right side of my head My own personal number Soon to be explained in future interviews or instances By listening to this album, you are literally

Welcome to the darker side of taboo All I got is permanent scars and tattoos Make a bad choice in your path then you lose Denny Cascade Take another step in the path that you choose Take another step in your path that you choose Oh, (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

Hey, hey, hey, hey And I know now, that I'm so down You look so perfect standing there In my American Apparel underwear Your lipstick stain is a work of art I got your name tattooed in an arrow heart

I'm not dead, just floating I'm not scared, just changing Right between the ink of your tattoo In the belly of the beast we turned into Right beyond the cigarette and the devilish smile You're my crack of sunlight I'll find you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Ey oh ey oh, when a guy like me Ey oh ey oh, gets a girl like you Yeah, you better know we're going to take it downtown, Showin' everybody what I'm crazy about. Ey oh ey oh, anywhere we go, ey oh ey oh, gotta let 'em all know. And I'mma tattoo your name

I hate love songs (I hate love songs) Yeah, I really do (I really do) But I love you I hate Shakespeare and Gosling and cakes with white frosting Two names in a heart-shaped tattoo I think cupid is stupid and violets are purple not blue I hate catching

Baby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah) Baby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house Every Thursday Yes, all I could say is yes Promise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin Like the wrong pill When you fuck them,

She gets on you Under your skin like a tattoo She'll always be there She holds on, stuck in your head like an old song She ain't goin' nowhere She's like starin' at the sun She's like standin' in the rain She's like finally coming home She could easily

And now my bitter hands Of what was everything All been washed in black Tattooed everything Sheets of empty canvas Untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me As her body once did

You can bet your last two dollars There ain't no tens All them flaws Scars or tattoos that went rotten Ones you came with or you caused them We all got flaws Flaws, everybody's got 'em The woman that I love, she's purer than a dove I know her best than