Lletres: Bif Naked. Purge. You Are The Master.

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 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 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

I guess you are the master
I am the dog
I am the dog
Waiting for you to love me

I guess you are the master
I am the dog
I am the dog
Waiting for you to love me

I guess you are the master
I am the dog
I am the dog
Waiting for you to love me