Dog
Emily Haines
I do get lonely
So many nights, spent soaking beans
And listening to my ears
You are what you hear
You are what you hear, dog
Sit up and roll
White laced panties and calm it
Your body is warm, so is my vomit
Your body is warm
I'm not cold
Hard to say
Let it go before it gets away
Hard to move
Standing next to you
He's a good dog
I can do whatever I want to him
'Cause it doesn't show
He doesn't know
Any better
Sit
Rub
Here, dog