Old Yeller

Chewing on nerve ends, circling everything
Running out of instinct, sleeping on some new king
Sun don't move me out, there's a light gone out in me
Feeling like I don't know who to blame for what's in me

When you borrow me, Leave me clean
You can see I don't know nothin bout nothing
All remains to be seen

When you're done with me, let me be
Breathing dust, I'm low and feeling weak
You were older than me

Moved into a new place, things get lost on me
Glitter and tinsel, Strung along for 13 weeks
Running outta short cuts, running outta gifts to bring you
Nagging and we both know
I can see you see through me