I told my first lie when I was just a kid
Mama told me, feed the dog, I told her that I did
And the days went on, and he got thin
Mama asked me, don't you want to feed your friend
I did mama, don't ask me again
And the days went on, and his life ended
With a towel and a bone, and his eyes open wide
I carry my dog, take him for plenty of rides
And the days go on, with him by my side
Mama asked me, won't you bury him soon
No mama, he'll be my paper moon
And the days go on, like a collar on a tomb