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 ♪ It's the same old shit 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, have, have Like how did I get started? And where's it gonna end? Why should I treat a traitor like a friend?