I am tied up in the burning sun.
  Baby, you are my only shade.
  You're the bowl of water beyond my reach.
  I can only move the distance of this chain.
  I chew anything you will give me.
  Eat anything, even my own words.
  Scramble for any morsel you throw,
  you scatter hope like scraps of food.
    I guess you are the master.
  I am the dog.
  I am the dog.
  Waiting for you to love me.
    I am jumping on you for affection.
  I would love to lick your face.
  You scold me, you push me off.
  I'm your loyal bitch, a man's best friend.
  I lie here and lick my wounds,
  from my little bed of wishes.
  I run to you in my dreams.
  I pine for you in my life.
    I guess you are the master.
  I am the dog.
  I am the dog.
  Waiting for you to love me.
    I have no sense of time at all.
  Twenty minutes or twenty years,
  it's all the same.
  I am your muse, you are my muse,
  broken hearts.
  Baby please show me some mercy,
  don't put me down.
    I guess you are the master.
  I am the dog.
  I am the dog.
  Waiting for you to love me.