Kate said she didn't have tattoos But when she was young she drew all over her arms and legs She knew what to do But Canada's far and I've done this thing enough A nice night is so much Our maps were our lead ups The lines across lands The touch of hands on hands And not much else Montreal I remember it all Let's keep it between you and me No bitter New York No Prospect Park I miss the accents And I know it wouldn't last if I stayed But I liked the first time And old friends Again and again I watched you tattoo Watched you bruise Keep you covered Keep you new With last moments and hobbled plans The longest nights when I couldn't stand And I cab that I did not hail stopped to take me home How, I did not know I emptied my pockets and I walked slow When I did leave I always leave And you're better off without me