Leather Tattoos

She may watch the wrestling and think its the best thing,
right up there with monster trucks.

I dont think shes useless just cuz she refuses to think heavy metal sucks.

Cuz one day I know,when shes ready to go, she'll just jump on her bike and ride.

There's something about you,
your leather and tattoos,
thats making me weak inside.
Your fishnets and nose ring,
is making my heart sing,
And I get no sleep at night.

She listens to Slipknot,
and thinks that its pop-rock,
her wardrobe's a shade of black.

Her dad is in prison,
she tries not to listen to things said behind her back.

So maybe I'm too blind to notice
her wandering eyes and lack of focus.

And maybe I'm too dumb to realise
the vacent look she gets in her eyes.