Sick Dog

Sorry I had to go
Sorry I had to walk out too much talking now
Your body's gonna stalk me now
Sorry you had to be

You had to be a million things for me
Your hands are like a skeleton's hands
Wrist in a rubber bandcracking up again
Staying up all night again

Watching home movies
Seeing how much
I've changed

You're on the monitor
Your face is on the monitor
I tripped the fuse the lights went out
You're still on the monitor somehow
How is that possible

In my dreams I own a house
You're the sick dog on my couch
The hot weather makes us tired
And all I want is sleep