You set the black dog on me.

You've got crazy notions. Your heart is made of gold.
It crushes me to think that I could not believe what I'd been told.
Flamingos pain the sky. Almost as beautiful as you.
And the words of the unspoken dead come forth to speak anew.

And I wonder how your eyes got so blue.
I wonder at my luck to have found you.
And i wonder how the love you cast my way,
could fade in only the matter of one day.

Shining rivets mark in cascade.
A pleasant meal sits cold, untouched.
Lies are given voice and I come to terms with just how fucked,
you are.
Cross legged on a calming couch.
I answer truthfully in the test.
The black dog's paws at my shoulders push me further into this mess.

And I wonder, I wonder how your words became so few.
I wonder how lucky I am to be rid of you.
But I wonder still, oh I wonder every day,
how the look you gave me cut me deepest there that day.

Yeah the look you gave me cut deeper than any knife in your kitchen.