All Dogs Go To Heaven

Faking conversation

To try to get you off of the phone

I guess I'll never really know

But I choose to believe

That all dogs go to heaven

Prove to me that you respect me

And watch my favourite made-for-TV movie

Maybe then if you impress me

I'll let you touch my pussy

Tell me I'm so special and you lure me to your shower

Could drown me if you want to

Cut my hair in honour

And then you can have me moored and constantly

When I ask for your forgiveness

You respond with the distance in time between us

300 minutes and all you got was this lousy t-shirt

Tell me I'm so special and you lure me to your shower

Could kill me if you wanted

I could grow your garden

And fulfill your final fantasy