Lyrics

I like the ink on your skin
Tell me stories, where have you been?
I like shape of your rings
Not one the same, its chaos in bling

Your tattoos are swirling all through my mind
Burning my skin like they’ve turned into mine

I’ll pierce my nose so I can fit in

What do those pictures say?
I’m tryna figure you out, are your friends from the south?
Is that why you dress that way?
There’s things I’d like to say

Those tattoos down your arms, could they be loud alarms? 

I don’t care cause they look great

What are those eyes you give me?
From time to time, I want you to want me
I think you’re famous,
a little like Elvis

Costello or Memphis?

How long did that hair take?
God you’re so gorgeous I want you to want me.

The rings and the jeans

The surprising new stare

You just keep on reelin and I should beware

I’ll bleach a streak of my damn hair

Ooooooahhhhhh
Ooooooahhhhhh
Ooooooahhhhhh

What do those pictures say?
I’m tryna figure you out, are your friends from the south?
Is that why you dress that way?
There’s things I’d like to say

Those tattoos down your arms, could they be loud alarms? 

I don’t care cause they look great