Dingo

You stretch out on my parent's bed

You say if I left you you'd be good as dead

But I know thta's the biggest lie I've ever heard

Oh you're just like a Dingo out in the bush

Living off my summer dreams that you took from the driver passing by Saint luke

And that beautiful dog

You're the prettiest thing that I have ever seen

You're always half out the door, or somewhere I've never been

Oh what's going on in you head

I'm sure I'll never know

But that's what you get for getting into bed with Dingo

You chase fish on the water's edge

Kissing my face, and then my legs

And I'm pretty sure I couldn't want another thing more

Oh, you make me the saddest

I can be, as you're always you

But I'm never me, and I cry right in front of your face

But you don't see

Yes, you're the wildest thing that I will ever have

You're always drinking alone, or straying off from the pack

Oh What's going on in your mind

Well that's a thing you'll never share

But what did I expect, after jumping into bed with a Dingo