Black Dog

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Oh! Another black dog! Back to square one, back to back, I fucked it up Uh, something I can't pin down about your movement You say you love me, but where's the part where you actually do it? Baked you dog treats, but there's too much flour in the dough There's no power in my soul Two hours I was in the cold Banging on your line, waiting on your time Watching as the sky turned to a black eye Wishing I gave you that shiner, watch it as it shine The black dog near the wheelies, I know that sign I want to know that your intentions are different I want you to say it out loud, be specific I want to know if you just want my body Like everybody before I'm praying to gods that I've cursed out before Call that settling the score You win the battle You still won't win the war I still don't trust you I'm scared that you ask more about All of the songs that I've written I just can't talk when I'm smitten All of these nights I've been rippin' Paper to pieces, lyrics that you'll never listen to Even if I speak 'em, just to pass the time So ask me right How I feel about you, how I feel about us How I treat your friend like a punching bag But its cool, 'cause they're into that They don't like me but they wanna get off Don't even let 'em Call her pathetic I know in the end that you'll go for them and When I told you how I hurt You didn't hear a word, you were typing to her I cried on the train home The syncopations of my palpitations all out of sync Sinking in the pavement Sink is full of sanguine I keep throwing up blood Guess my heart beats too strong Guess I won't keep this up long She lives across the world and I'm right here with you in this playground Why do you flinch when I try to make out? Did I need to know just how your friend had you facedown? Two face, you act like you hate me when the three of us hang out I can feel the fade out I can feel the phase out I'm an impatient soul who could wait for you till I fade out You got me guessing every single movement Like we're playin' charades now Newtown alleys eating takeout If you don't love me, just say it now But you don't say anything, you just play around You've been testing the waters for a long day now Deep breath Next day, I'm okay now Call it episode or a spiral or splitting or a breakdown It's how you make me feel though, I might make you feel the same now 'Cept I love you too much for that Don't say you love me back, I don't know what to say now Last time I cried in a carriage Was when that older girl did heavy damage You know her, too, and it made me panic I stole her skirt off the floor when I ran out I wore it to see you Maybe you saw a bit of her in me I know you don't intend on hurting me But I still bleed, I still bleed I'm trying to be your mum friend Pinot noir and bombay Magnet fridge your grade A's You're like a kid in a rebel phase You're too rebellious Belly is sick from jealousness Are you poisonous or venomous I won't stop taking bites Nobody praise me without prompting Nobody love me for nothing Don't come asking if I'm alright If you ain't do that shit common I've been hated I've been hated for being hated I've been hated for lashing out, reacting Showing symptoms, immolating I've been facing consequences of your actions Ever since the day you made 'em I've been talking Helping friends down off of ledges that I still stay on I've been letting people know that they're angels When nobody said that they're Satan I've been thinking that it's selfish To want a motherfucking change, and I've been fucking hating feeling Like our time all just went to waste, and I've been fucking tired asking you every time how your day is You reply, couple lines, say you're fine, glad to hear it and I say it But then no reciprocation, no communication No questions, no conversations The only time you press me to talk is when you're masturbating Half written texts, typo filled, 'cause one hand is taxi hailing Or smoking a cig, throwing a peace sign, it certainly ain't praying So I know God's laughing down when I thank him that I made it And I still fucking love you Did tasting my blood tell you that I have the heart for you? Was wasting my love like making art for you? Would it be blue? Would it be black? Would it be red?