The Same Tattoos
Christopher M. Mansfield
I was born in the same town as you
Hell, I even think we have the same tattoos
My mother hates it when i smile
And she sees you coming through me
Like a sunshine through thin glass
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone
But you were
And I never felt love
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone
But you were
And I never felt love
My uncle gave me on the day that I turned thirteen
A black box and said you let a ? scratched
And it was full of memories and memorabilia
And a necklace with the saints I wore in class
It's not like you were really gone, gone, gone, gone
But you were
And I never felt love
It's not like you were really gone gone gone gone
But you were
And I never felt love