I Don't Like It

You sayin' all the right things at the wrong time
You tell me that you missed me for a long time

You adore the angry young men of your dreams
You try to get by on your own
But at the end of the days (so it seems)
This little pet needs of bone
Like a dog you come crawlin'
Like a dog when I'm callin'
Like a dog you come crawlin'
Like a dog when I'm callin'... and I don't like it
No

You look at me with bright eyes and you wait
For another stick you can fetch
Too bad your tail doesn't wiggle at all
Too bad there's nothing to catch
You cuddle up motionless for a week on the spot of your choice
But your state of unconsciousness ends at the tone of my voice
Like a dog you come crawlin'
Like a dog when I'm callin'
Like a dog you come crawlin'
Like a dog when I'm callin'... and I don't like it