The Dog

I don’t want you to think
That I’m looking for your sympathy
I don’t want anything
that you can offer me

and I’ll be fine
I’ll cut all the ties
do what’s best for you
I’m gone when the welcome’s through

you treat me like a dog
down on his luck
think I’ll do tricks for your love
or am begging for a pity fuck

but I’ll be fine
you’re just a waste of time
and I’ll be gone
before the morning comes

well I feel bad for leaving
while you were sleeping
but it didn’t seem like you
cared if I stayed

and there are things about you
I love and still do
But those had gone away
call me when, you’re willing to change

but you’ll never change
and I’ll never change

Missed Connections & Casual Encounters
Copyright 2008 by Joel Michalak