Temple Of The Dog

You call me a dog well thats fair enough
cause it aint no use to pretend
Youre wrong
When you call me out I cant hide anymore
I have no disguise you cant see through
Well you say its bad luck
To have fallen for me
Well what can I say to make it good for you
You wore me out like an old winter coat
Trying to be safe from the cold
But when its my time to throw
The next stone
Ill call you beautiful if I call at all
You tell me Im low cause Ive slept on the floor