Your dog just bit me, but I know he didn't mean it Why does every good intention tend to need me to believe it? You called and lit me up, then told me to stay seated Always asking me our ending, interrupting to complete it And cause you tell yourself this story more than half the time You've got the rest of us in orbit like your satellites And while I'm churning at a rate that turns the years to light You aren't watching as I bandage up another bite And I make such a deal of using words syllabically So you're too busy sounding out to shuffle after me There's nothing you like less than knowing someone's past your grip You put me into space then hate me when I ask for it You put me into space then hate me when I ask for it You make a living sweeping floors and speaking softly All the while your spiral galaxy is rising till it's godly Metamorphosing from a person to a beacon You are standing diagnosing, I'm just waiting to repeat it And cause you tell yourself this story more than half the time You've got the rest of us in orbit like your satellites And while I'm churning at a rate that turns the years to light You aren't watching as I topple from a distant height And I make such a deal of using words syllabically So you're too busy sounding out to shuffle after me There's nothing you like less than knowing someone's past your grip You put me into space then hate me when I ask for it You put me into space then hate me when I ask for it Don't bark like its high divining Don't bite and expect no bruise Don't start with the diatribing Then spite all the love you lose Don't bark at the cosmic timing Don't bite cause you're not amused Don't start with the caustic whining Then spite all the love you lose Then spite all the love you lose Then spite all the love you lose Then spite all the love you lose Then spite all the love you lose Your dog just bit me, but I know he didn't mean it Why does every good intention tend to need me to believe it?