Treat me like a dog with cancer, take me anywhere
Well, how does it seem now, that every plan I had dreamed out
Was taken in full by this girl scout and pursued 'til the end?
The math is not calculating
Neither is she, there ain't no half-baking
All of the people and the places, they keep changing
She's still my friend
But love finds a way to make a martyr
And you were never hard to defend
I was sure you'd stay, we promised weddings
But everybody gets to pretend
Oh, everybody gets to pretend
Treat me like a dog with cancer, take me anywhere
Oh, I've got flowers, but I can't romance her
In the plain white kitchen chair
She askes me how her dress looks, she knows I think it looks great
But why'd she have to count down from ten just to get it in
Am I already too late?
The mess is all messy now
I'm convinced that my jacket ain't dressy now
I bought it brand new and you seem to be backing out
From when you said it looked good
What do you see that makes you nervous
To tell me you're done, well how do you word this?
A telephone call vs. the truth of churches is all that you should
But love finds a way to make a martyr
And you were never hard to defend
I was sure you'd stay, we promised weddings
But everybody gets to pretend
Oh, everybody gets to pretend
Treat me like a dog with cancer, take me anywhere
Oh, I've got flowers, but I can't romance her
In the plain white kitchen chair
She askes me how her dress looks, she knows I think it looks great
But why'd she have to count down from ten just to get it in
Am I already too late?