Tattoo
I used to be a go-getter
Top speed for the record
Only trying to get better
But that was all before I met her
Now I feel like standing
(Wow)
It's become too demanding
(Wow)
It's so hot gotta fan it out
And throw all of the planning out
Fuck it, life is good
(I know)
Move with it like you should
(I'm all about that)
But I wanna do something crazy
Try a new hair color, maybe
No more new year with the same me
Maybe I'll get a tattoo
And I won't think about you
(Uh-uh)
Maybe that's something you'd do
(Oh well)
But you know I'm not doing it for you
(Uh-uh)
I bet it's looking pretty grim where you are
Dyed your hair the color black like your heart
And I've been told of all the shit you're trying to start
But it's not a good look, it's making this ugly
Now I can safely
Say I was maybe
fucking crazy
But you know more than anyone the cause of it
Oh why don't I just spell it out?
Why don't you?
Maybe I'll get a tattoo
And I won't think about you
(Uh-uh)
Maybe that's something you'd do
(Oh well)
But you know I'm not doing it for you
(Uh-uh)
It's funny you tryin
To get under my skin
It should've been easy
But you're not that sneaky
You got that creaky
Bad kind of freaky
Flat Earther fuckery
I'm on the 3D
How'd I dodge a bullet like that?
I don't know
Lucky for me, lucky for me
Maybe I'll get a tattoo
And I won't think about you
(Uh-uh)
Maybe that's something you'd do
(Oh well)
But you know I'm not doing it for you
(Uh-uh)
Top speed for the record
Only trying to get better
But that was all before I met her
Now I feel like standing
(Wow)
It's become too demanding
(Wow)
It's so hot gotta fan it out
And throw all of the planning out
Fuck it, life is good
(I know)
Move with it like you should
(I'm all about that)
But I wanna do something crazy
Try a new hair color, maybe
No more new year with the same me
Maybe I'll get a tattoo
And I won't think about you
(Uh-uh)
Maybe that's something you'd do
(Oh well)
But you know I'm not doing it for you
(Uh-uh)
I bet it's looking pretty grim where you are
Dyed your hair the color black like your heart
And I've been told of all the shit you're trying to start
But it's not a good look, it's making this ugly
Now I can safely
Say I was maybe
fucking crazy
But you know more than anyone the cause of it
Oh why don't I just spell it out?
Why don't you?
Maybe I'll get a tattoo
And I won't think about you
(Uh-uh)
Maybe that's something you'd do
(Oh well)
But you know I'm not doing it for you
(Uh-uh)
It's funny you tryin
To get under my skin
It should've been easy
But you're not that sneaky
You got that creaky
Bad kind of freaky
Flat Earther fuckery
I'm on the 3D
How'd I dodge a bullet like that?
I don't know
Lucky for me, lucky for me
Maybe I'll get a tattoo
And I won't think about you
(Uh-uh)
Maybe that's something you'd do
(Oh well)
But you know I'm not doing it for you
(Uh-uh)
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Writer(s): Jake Hays
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