Tattoo - The Beautiful South

Sadness has filled a lonely place

Before that there’s just a hole

At least now there’s sadness on my face

My lower lip has finally found it’s role

So the wind and the rain and the snow

Had no particular place to go

So they thought they’d come and spend some time with me

They’re better friends than you could ever be

There’s a tattoo, a small tattoo

Waiting there unpaid for you

And if you ever bump into Unlucky

Don’t forget who broke your heart in two

You better get there early, there’s a million in the queue

Just waiting for the name on their tattoo

Emptiness has filled a vacant heart

And finally found a place for it to hide

And as I wander like a fool from bar to bar

Empty has become my greatest guide

And the tears and the pain and the despise

Looks at me through bankrupt eyes

And they had nowhere else that they could land

So I invited them to take my bloody hand

So queuing for a tattoo and I can’t decide the name

I’ve been wondering night after night

When they put that needle in me I’ll scream your name in pain

And I hope he spells 'you bastard' right

B-A-S-T-A-R-D, stick that needle deep in me

B-A-S-T-A-R-D, stick that needle deep in me

In me, in me, in me

Stick that needle deep in me