Split Your Heart, Not Your Tongue

Wipe it clean Put the needle to my skin Ink it exactly how I want it It started with one Then two and three Before I knew it I hit number four Now I'm contemplating what's next What do I want for number five Let's make this fun Make it something memorable New Ink for a different place Travel the world and make it permanent  Every memory sticks to my skin forever They all tell a story They all have a meaning Favorite band, biggest dreams, aspirations It keeps me grounded Keeps my head straight Ink is my guilty pleasure