Sadness has filled a lonely place
   Before that there was just a hole
   At least now there's sadness on my face
   My lower lip has finally found it's role
  
   So the wind and the rain and the snow
   Had no particular place to go
   So they thought they'd come and spend some time with me
   They're better friends than you could ever be
  
   Chorus:
   There's a tattoo, a small tattoo
   Waiting there unpaid for you
   And if you ever bump into Unlucky
   Don't forget who broke your heart in two
   You better get there early, there's a million in the queue
   Just waiting for the name on their tattoo
  
   Emptiness has filled a vacant heart
   Finally found a place for it to hide
   And as I wander like a fool from bar to bar
   Empty has become my greatest guide
  
   And the tears and the pain and the despise
   Looked at me through bankrupt eyes
   They had nowhere else that they could land
   So I invited them to take my bloody hand
  
   Chorus:
   So queuing for a tattoo and I can't decide the name
   I've been wondering night after night
   When they put that needle in me I'll scream your name in pain
   And I hope he spells 'you bastard' right
  
   B-A-S-T-A-R-D, stick that needle deep in me