The Tattoo
I'm telling you up front right now,
Ignore that tattoo on my forehead that says ‘soul mate’,
I know what you're thinking,
‘I don’t think I can love anymore’,
‘It's just a crush I don’t love you’,
‘You can't fall in love this way’,
‘You're just a friend’,
I've heard it a million times,
And they all fall for the ‘soul mate’ tattoo;
No one can seem to resist the tattoo,
And I can't see why,
They fall for me left and right,
They see the tattoo and nothing else,
Head for it until it's too late,
It tells them they love me,
It will tell you the same,
And after I've told you this,
You’ll say that’s the dumbest thing you can do,
And I’ll say finally someone smart,
A week later you'll be planning our wedding,
Just because you looked up,
And saw the tattoo on my forehead;
Don’t make me say ‘I told you so’ down the line,
I know you believe it won't happen,
But it always does,
Don’t fall for the ‘deep’ green eyes,
That ‘gorgeous’ smile,
The ‘luscious’ full lips,
They all belong to the tattoo,
Don’t listen to the ‘sweetness’,
All the similarities we have,
Or the ‘not-like-any-girl-you’ve-ever-met’ quality,
Somehow the tattoo uses those too;
You see,
That tattoo is a lie,
It wants to suck you in,
I'm here to save you from it,
Because the tattoo that speaks the truth,
Is hidden from you,
It's the tattoo on my ass that says ‘heartbreaker’.
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