Treaty Oak Revival – Tattooed Roses (Guitar)

         F#m7
Well she takes her last drag

        A
And the thought of what she had

            D       A D A
Of her last cigarette

    F#m7
She thought enough of him

           A
To get his name drawn on her skin

             D        A D A
And it's all permanent

          F#m7
There's a rose or so I'm told

               A
Where that old name used to go

               D      A D A
That says good riddance

    F#m7
She thinks another drink

              A
Will drown it out, without a doubt

                D    A D A
And keep things hidden

A                                     F#m
Well there ain't enough ink in her arm

   D            A                             F#m
To cover up the charm, of the man the she wants

         D                  A
But in a week she probably won't

                          F#m
Tattooed roses they don't cover up the pain

D              A
Well they just cover up his name

      F#m7          D                   A  F#m
And a poor decision stain, that once was love

    D                 A
She thought it once was love

    F#m          D
She thought, she thought wrong

          F#m7
There's a tattoo on her arm

           A
That's the outline of a heart

                 D      A D A
That still ain't finished

    F#m7
She wants to fill it in

              A                               D     A D A
But she don't have the time to spend on bad decisions

          F#m7
There's a rose or so I'm told

               A
Where that old name used to go

               D      A D A
That says good riddance

A                                     F#m
Well there ain't enough ink in her arm

   D            A                             F#m
To cover up the charm, of the man the she wants

         D                  A
But in a week she probably won't

                          F#m
Tattooed roses they don't cover up the pain

D              A
Well they just cover up his name

      F#m7          D                   A  F#m
And a poor decision stain, that once was love

    D                 A
She thought it once was love

    F#m          D
She thought, she thought wrong

A                                     F#m
Well there ain't enough ink in her arm

   D            A                             F#m
To cover up the charm, of the man the she wants

         D                  A
But in a week she probably won't

                          F#m
Tattooed roses they don't cover up the pain

D              A
Well they just cover up his name

      F#m7          D                   A  F#m
And a poor decision stain, that once was love

    D                 A
She thought it once was love

    F#m          D            A
She thought, she thought wrong

    F#m7         D           A
She thought, she thought wrong

    F#m7         D
She thought, she thought wrong