oh lost dog we found you in a ditch by the highway road deflated like a red balloon, a ripped paper bag, a crushed pop can we kicked to the ground lost dog no one wants you no more, you took up all the room in the basement storage, depression days come down so fast, when what i wanted is long gone past

it’s too late for whining regrets take off your tags and collar, they’ll place their bets it’s all in the timing, it’s a science, it’s an art, it’s the sick tick of the engine firing sparks

Tied tin cans to your tail kept you running, chased you past the fields of yellow grass, hid from noise and shouting, I couldn’t tell what was louder then, your heart on the road or the tin clatter, what a way to go.
Wet ears filled with blood, a symphony of fear, they poisoned your sister, she died here, six hours straight til they tired of the din and broke her neck.

Lose your dog lose your mind i laugh out loud and we lie in the yellow grass, baby lean on me…i’ll count out the ticks and burrs while you sleep they’re tangled, sure, but not buried too deep leave me to my worries, but don’t you leave me

we’re outcasts we’re rejects we just won’t be drowned
we're outcasts, we're rejects and we’ll keep coming back
to this sorry little town, yeah, we'll keep coming back
to this sorry little town, yeah, we'll keep coming back
to this sorry little town.