BARKING DOG

Yeah

I hear someone knocking at your door

And it's not gonna be me anymore

You might as well be buried in the yard

I'm like the wrong tree, you're a barking dog

Toward the end my ears went back every time that you said 'I love you'

You can't do all the same tricks and expect me to be head over shoes

Think I hate you, that's right you heard me 'I think I hate you'

Dropping you off at the pound, right at rock bottom, where I met you

Oh, all 4s, hands and knees, like literally