Hit me clown because I'm not from your town, now hit me clown Clown you ain't shit, turn around got your face split Just too fucking little I'm just a fucking mental Throw your hate at me with all your might. Think hard. A tattooed body to hide who you

Semper fi tattooed on his left arm In the back that says U.S.A. With WD Forty and a Craftsman wrench He ain't prejudice he's just, made in America Spends a little more in the store for a tag He won't buy nothin' that he can't fix My old man's that old

Are we just a backseat, tryna get it while we can? Are we names in a tattoo, or just a number on a hand? Are we last-call kissing or will we be reminiscing with each other for the next forty years? Are we written in the stars, baby, or are we written in

I'm running out of room For your tattoos How can I get over you, over you When you're all over me? So don't tell me it's cool That I'm tattooed How can I get over you, over you? When you're all over me, yeah yeah One touch always makes me

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

When you're gone, gone Other boys come and other boys go I'm looking for a lost boy caught up in the haze Searching night and day for you Can't you see I'm slipping too? I can't, I can't hold on I remember how it feels Lying in your tattooed arms

La, la, la, la, la, la, la I ain't even think of leaving sometimes I ain't even think of letting go Not even sometimes 'Cause we're collectin' moments Tattoos on my mind I ain't ever thought of going nowhere I don't even see it down the road Ooh, let's

So I cross my heart and I hope to die That I'll only stay with you one more night And I know I said it a million times But I'll only stay with you one more night Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo Yeah baby give me one more night But baby

It sure left it's mark on us, we sure left our mark on it We let the world know we were here, with everything we did We laid a lotta memories down, like tattoo's on this town Like tattoo's on this town There's still black marks on that county road, Where

North of heaven, south of Santa Fe Somewhere north of heaven Where eagles fear to fly Where the sun burns hot as the devil's gate The desert meets the sky Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angel's face Where the rain don't fall and the grass don't