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