Stray Dog Freedom

There's a skinny dog in a dirty parking lot

And he doesn't bite but he begs

And he knows what's true, so if you are he'll follow you

If you're headed home all the way

So we let him finish every dinner plate

And we watched his tail saying thanks, thanks, thanks

And we tried to name him but he ran away

Once he knew his freedom was at stake

This same old ****, so it's how you deal with it

It's the glove that fits, that you wear

So when the wind blows strong,

I put a few more layers on

And I tell myself

I don't care

I might make a phone call to a better man

To ask the questions that

I have, have, have

Like how do

I get started and where's it gonna end

Why should

I treat a traitor like a friend