This old black dog is hounding me
He waits round the corner and hides in the trees
I feel the chill of something blown in on the breeze
And the light of the cinema screen, I hide
Laughing I only feel empty inside
Crying means nothing, I've nothing to say
I wish I could kick this old black dog away
And the worst part is knowing my part in it all
Yeah the worst part is knowing it's nothing at all
Oh if I can pull myself together I'll try
Oh I can't explain the tear that sits in my eye
Try to out smarten but somehow he knows
Wherever I am, that fucking dog goes
Oh I'll kill him and this time I swear I won't feel
I'll kick in his ribs and I'll rip off his tail