Good Dogs

Iona, I miss you bad
You're the only one I talked to; the best friend I ever had
And when our parents were furious cause of something that you did
We'd hang out in my room because we were just stupid kids
I can't stay mad at you
I never wanted to

When I saw you, you could barely lift your head
You lost about ten pounds and then you couldn't leave your bed
And I can't stress enough that I was alone as a kid
Now that you're looking grim I think of all the good you did
I wish you could pull through
But you're not going to

And everything you did for me reminds me what a friend should be
All the times I was depressed you'd stay with me; I'd feel your breath
On my skin
I want you back again

I guess I wish that nothing died
At least, nothing I ever liked
But bad things seem to stick around
While good dogs end up underground



Credits
Writer(s): Owen Harrelson
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