What better way to express my love than to get a tattoo?

I squinted as her face was drilled into my back.
The faces of our beloved daughters on either side of hers.
Fifteen happy years were grazed into my sore skin.

I squinted as her face was drilled into my back.
I sat completely silent, gritting my teeth as
fifteen happy years were grazed into my sore skin.
870 euro spent on her guilty face.

I sat completely silent, gritting my teeth as
She told me about the other guy named Kaspars.
870 euro spent on her guilty face.
Or maybe I was wrong. I was the fool.

She told me about the other guy named Kaspars.
A Latvian hunk…but more like a punk.
Or maybe I was wrong. I was the fool.
She’s old enough to be his mother.

A Latvian hunk…but more like a punk.
Maybe he won’t want her after that Botox wears off.
She’s old enough to be his mother.
What will our poor daughters think?

Maybe he won’t want her after that Botox wears off.
I loved her any way she looked.
What will our poor daughters think?
She’d left us for a foolish boy.

I loved her any way she looked.
We had just celebrated our anniversary, but
she left us for a foolish boy.
What better way to express my love than to get a tattoo?