I ate it all, I drank it all,

I smoked it all like we did

the summer you sold your dog

He’d gotten way too sick

and you needed someone strong

so you gave him away to a farm

And I had to sympathize

I mean, what had he ever not done for you

And I know you loved him well

And I know he loved you too

I would sleep at the foot of your bed

If you wanted I’d lend a hand

And I’d hold on to everything you said

Like a martyr kneeling in the pew

My memories still fuzzy

Some things are not quite clear

Like the way you wear your hair

A vague image in my mind

Dark locks over skin so fair

A girl I wish would reappear

And I have to apologize

I mean what have I ever done for you

And I know you loved me well

Hell, I fucked up, I loved you too

I would sleep at the foot of your bed

If you wanted I’d lend a hand

And I’d hold on to every word you said

Like a martyr kneeling in the pew

Like a martyr kneeling in the pew