There's a giving man making coin off selling your sister. There's a loving hand picking tics and fleas off your brother. Even the dogs stare. There's a faithful man who absolves the faults and sins of your father. (There's a loving hand). Shelter? Got it! Built one today. Still my boots fill up with water. Even the dogs stare. Even the roach asks "how the hell did I get here?" And all you've got is bonfires burning inside your heart. Don't get up on behalf of this life. It suits you. It looks right. I watched your whole deflate and the light in you just dissipate. Even the dogs stare. Even the roach asks "how the hell did I get here?!" Even the dogs stare.