This old black dog is hounding me/It waits ‘round the corner and hides in the trees/I feel the chill of something blown in on a breeze/ .... In the light of a cinema screen I hide/ Laughing I only feel empty inside/ Crying means nothing, I’ve nothing to say/ I wish I could kick this old black dog away/ .... And the worst part is knowing my part in it all/ Yeah the worst part is knowing its nothing at all .... Oh if I can pull myself together I’ll try/ I can’t explain the tear that sits in my eye/ I try to outsmart him but somehow he knows/ Wherever I am, that fucking dog goes/ I’ll kill him the next time I swear I won’t fail/ I’ll kick in his ribs and I’ll rip off his tail/ .... And the worst part is thinking it’s something it’s not/ Yeah the worst part is thinking it might never stop/ .... Oh if I can pull myself together I’ll try/ I can’t explain the tear that sits in my eye/ .... And the worst part is trying to explain it to you/ The worst part is knowing there’s nothing to do/ ....Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
