| I don’t wanna be your fucking dog
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| That you drag around
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| A collar on my neck tied to a pole
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| Leave me in the freezing cold
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| I don’t wanna be your little pet
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| At the edge of every bed
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| You sleep in, body stretching out
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| Guess I’ll curl up on the couch
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| Always talk to other people
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| Dart my eyes across the room
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| Forehead kisses break my knees and
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| Leave me crawling back to you
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna be your fucking dog
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| That you drag around
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| A collar on my neck tied to a pole
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| Leave me in the freezing cold
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| Always talk to other people
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| Dart my eyes across the room
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| Forehead kisses break my knees and
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| Leave me crawling back to you
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| 'Cause I don’t wanna be your baby girl
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| That you show off to the world and
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| When you decide you wanna feel
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| Like you’re living something real
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| I’m not a prop for you to use
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| When you’re lonely or confused
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| I want a love that lets me breathe
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| I’ve been choking on your leash |