Frankenweenie

You're a killer but i don't blame you I guess you have to kill a few When you're as cutthroat as you are Said you loved me and i don't doubt that I doubt the shaking of your hands As you pushed the needle down into my neck First you moved away You left me starving in the august heat Chowing down on the dirt you walked on But i don't blame you I guess you have to starve a few When you're as bloated as you are It was fine in better times When you pulled thorns out of my feet And fought off bears that threatened me And let me ride in your front seat Oh you put me so down So low these lumps of body melted with the ground Imaginary friend, that's all i can be Just floating inside your bad dreams But i don't blame you You choke me you play cruel But i don't blame you I grinned through it all I was your good dog