Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dog Problems , by - The Format. Song from the album Dog Problems, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 10.07.2006
Record label: The Vanity Label
Song language: English
Dog Problems |
| Don’t you dare |
| Speak for someone you don’t know |
| They’ll feel it in the back of their throat |
| We know I cant construct a poem |
| 'Cause words like girls get bored and run |
| c’est la vie |
| I say «I've got so many better things» |
| I’ve got nothing |
| you should see me I smoke myself to sleep |
| And blame postmodern things I cant relate |
| Like summer camp and coastal states |
| Like alcohol and coffee beans |
| Dance floors and magazines |
| I think its safe to say I’ve only got |
| myself to blame |
| But boys in swooping haircuts |
| are bringing me down |
| Taking pictures of themselves |
| oh no |
| ?Boys in swooping haircuts you know who you are? |
| And so I walk the web in search of love |
| But always seem to end up stuck |
| I’m finding flaws in everyone. |
| I’ve reached the point where all I want |
| Is to sleep around in hopes that I will catch back up We are parallel lines |
| We’re running in circles |
| We’re never meant to cross |
| I’m at a loss |
| You were my tangerine |
| My pussycat, my trampoline |
| Now all’s I get are wincing cheeks |
| And dog problems |
| I signed a lease |
| Thinking my heart belonged |
| at 93rd and park |
| Instead I broke a girls heart |
| And flew back to Phoenix |
| to finish the year as it started |
| Can you hear me? |
| Are you listening? |
| This is the sound of my heart breaking |
| And I hope it’s entertaining |
| Cause for me it’s a bitch |
| Was it worth it? |
| When you slept with him? |
| Did you get it all out of your system? |
| I am a man |
| Holding it all |
| I couldn’t breath |
| Coming across |
| I didn’t know |
| I couldn’t get up B is for believing you’d always be here for me E is for everything, even when we’d see it though |
| C, C is for seeing through you, you are a fake, which brings me to… |
| A because, because, you always run away |
| I never finish phrases I misspell |
| An open arm’s a prison cell |
| When I said, «I hate what I’ve become» |
| I lied, I hated who I was |
| So when you start to wonder |
| about the pain in my throat, |
| Then don’t you ever, no never ever |
| Speak for someone |
| You |
| don’t |
| know |