Scratch, scratch, scratch,

Mark, Mark, Mark,

Erase, erase, erase.

If only life were that simple.

If only we were all,

Just pages blank and white.

And every time we were marked or scratched by life,

We could just,

Erase, erase, erase.

But I am not blank white paper,

And you are not a pencil.

You, my love, RN ink pen,

That cannot be erased.

Bleeding your ink,

All over my body,

All over my heart.

And everywhere you touch,

You leave,

Your,

Scratch, scratch, scratch.

Mark, Mark, Mark.