Winter On the Weekend

He's a dog

But he's dressed up like a sheep

Got bones all through the back yard

But he likes to drink tea

We play scrabble on the weekend

And he talks about the weather most of the time

I thought my sacred body

With him it would be fine

And I walked into the doorway

He slide across the room

My heart, it started racing

I just didn't know what to do

And he laid me on the floor

And my screams, they go unheard

The lady living next door

Well she's six feet under the dirt

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

He's a dog

But he's dressed up like a sheep

He's got bones all through the back yard

But he likes to fool me

And I travel through the doorway

I thought I'd be fine

But it's not the way it's gonna go this time

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Somebody is going to hurt me

There's nothing I can do

And all this time I needed you

And all this time I wanted you

You can't hear me now

Can't hear me now

Like you do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Somebody is going to hurt me

There's nothing I, I can do