http://soundcloud.com/ty-s-eliot/tattoosHer heart throbbed for the Proverbs that were tatted
The dangling thought of marriage was her proverbial carrot
But when she said, "I love you", all she really ever heard was an echo
Couldn't let go of the proverbial parrot
Her soul sung for the Psalms that were etched in
Palm reading for answers that were better left as questions
A startled expression
To find his and her love line was declined from ever having connections
Selections of manifestos
Carved on the flesh of a ***** sexing the next hoe
Marks that suggest
That his scribbled scripts had the bitches scribbling digits
And painted the vivid picture of them giving him kisses
Now she's getting suspicious, yup, the writings on the wall
It's all so superstitious, now they're fighting over calls
And she's falling from cloud nine from a single text message
Saying she feels blessed by the way his texts caresses her
All she have left is tattoos
Tattoos, tattoos...scars from bad dudes
Tattoos, tattoos...scars from bad dudes
I hope she learns quick that these scars are all permanent
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