Dogma

Coffee in my dog mug sitting in the corner We're talking about how we adore her And now it's her birthday and you don't wanna go You're too tired and oh I know Do I get on the highway you say to turn right Ask why I'm always a little uptight And at my place you pick up my guitar Play the song that was on in the car Ooh I can feel myself starting to cry Wipe the tears from my puffy eyes In the bathroom on a Tuesday night Play a sad song, make me feel alright Got a problem? Would you tell me so Instead of never, ever, ever letting it go