You found me bleeding Oozing, gushing You bandaged me You tried to fix me
The old dog you Left out in the rain
Expected to be better Expected to heal Expected to refrain
My guitar and pajama pants Two of the few Things that give me A home A pastime A joy An escape
The way you see it I may have everything I need But never Can I ever Be happy Be content Knowing Seeing And living Without him Without his voice in my ear His hand in mine His lips on my cheek
I am just The old dog you left out in the rain The rebound The fling