Man’s best friend
 
I’m tuning my ear to the sound of your voice
How a dog could survive in a planet of noise
I died and rolled over and sat at your shoulder and cried for you
 
I hate to describe how our car had broke down
How we died in the dark with the moon on the ground
I lay in your armchair and misunderstand you
You’re cruel to be kind
 
You tuned out and timed out
This song is missing the sound of your voice
I laid it out and you layed me down
Time is up now
 
Well this is the end of the love of your life
You can break down to Jesus and make him your wife
You hate every morning and drink every night
And you’re down to none
 
You’re closed as the hearts masquerading as doors
Go south in the summer to play all the whores
The sun will weep tears as your life disappears but he’ll set just the same
 
You tuned out and timed out
This song is missing the sound of your voice
I laid it out and you layed me down
Time is up now