My Dog Died

(Jesus Christ, someone hold me)
(Is it a burden to know me?)

My dog died on a Saturday night while my friends got crossed at a club
He was wrapped up in plastic, gone just like that and my dad cried and cursed at the wind
I slept in a park in his old Sedan, where a stranger cared more than my best friend
She fed from the palm of her hand to try and make up for my dog being dead

I’m in the back while my friend’s riding shotgun, do they notice I’m not saying a word?
So tell me, tell me you need me
Is it a burden to know me?
I’m in the back while my friends riding shotgun, do they notice I’m not saying a word?
So, tell me, tell me you need me
Jesus Christ, someone hold me
Is it a burden to know me?

If I show up late to the party, will any of them notice I’m missing?
Do they laugh this hard when they’re with me, when I speak do they really listen?
Ambivalence is hatred, second best is lame
So, tell me that I’m your favorite

I’m in the back while my friends riding shotgun, do they notice I’m not saying a word?
So, tell me, tell me you need me
Is it a burden to know me?
I’m in the back while my friends riding shotgun, do they notice I’m not saying a word?
So, tell me, tell me you need me
Jesus Christ, someone hold me
Is it a burden to know me?