i'm a fast breather, i'm a hairless dog.
and alone at the end of the day, i'm just like the gathering fog.
i'm a slow mover, i'm the best laid plans.
and alone at the end of the day, i just sit with my head in my hands.
but we speak easy. and we seldom fight.
and i chew on the bones of the day while you sleep soft and warm in the night.
and i can't see you. with anyone else.
even if that means holding me down, even if that means losing myself. he's a smooth talker. and he shaves his face.
and i wonder if you look at me and instead see him taking my place.
but i do need you. and no one else.
and i hope you're around and forgiving when you see me losing myself.
and alone at the end of the day, i'm just like the gathering fog.
i'm a slow mover, i'm the best laid plans.
and alone at the end of the day, i just sit with my head in my hands.
but we speak easy. and we seldom fight.
and i chew on the bones of the day while you sleep soft and warm in the night.
and i can't see you. with anyone else.
even if that means holding me down, even if that means losing myself. he's a smooth talker. and he shaves his face.
and i wonder if you look at me and instead see him taking my place.
but i do need you. and no one else.
and i hope you're around and forgiving when you see me losing myself.