I am tied up in the burning sun.

Baby, you are my only shade.

You're the bowl of water beyond my reach.

I can only move the distance of this chain.

I chew anything you will give me.

Eat anything, even my own words.

Scramble for any morsel you throw,

you scatter hope like scraps of food.



I guess you are the master.

I am the dog.

I am the dog.

Waiting for you to love me.



I am jumping on you for affection.

I would love to lick your face.

You scold me, you push me off.

I'm your loyal bitch, a man's best friend.

I lie here and lick my wounds,

from my little bed of wishes.

I run to you in my dreams.

I pine for you in my life.



I guess you are the master.

I am the dog.

I am the dog.

Waiting for you to love me.



I have no sense of time at all.

Twenty minutes or twenty years,

it's all the same.

I am your muse, you are my muse,

broken hearts.

Baby please show me some mercy,

don't put me down.



I guess you are the master.

I am the dog.

I am the dog.

Waiting for you to love me.