Lyrics

It made perfect sense at the time
(We were just kids weren’t we)
The skin was so soft and pliable
(But still the needles burned)

Time wore on and the pictures changed
(Young turned to stupid)
Art turned to folly and embarassment
And still the needles burned

I wonder if there was a way
To have This Tattoo removed
(If I’d do it)
I wonder if there was a way
To forget about you
(If I’d do it)

I wonder if there was away
To erase most of my life
(If I’d do that too)
I wonder if there was a way
To have This Tattoo removed
(If I’d do it)

The skin was too soft
I had to do something

Jesus can You tell me what’s the point?
(You were standing right there)
While I defiled my body with glee
(And watched the needles burn)

Did it remind you of Your time on the cross?
(When the wounds weren’t elective)
But mine were by the choices I made
Oh, that must have made You burn

I wonder if there was a way
To have This Tattoo removed
(If I’d do it)
I wonder if there was a way
To forget about you
(If I’d do it)

I wonder if there was away
To erase most of my life
(If I’d do that too)
I wonder if there was a way
To have This Tattoo removed
(If I’d do it)

The skin was too soft
I had to do something