Sorry that I'm scared of thunder like a dog
I know that you love rain
But I cry when something shakes the walls
Tail between my legs
I scratch while you relax
Ruffling feathers watching storm clouds pass
Hoping I'll make you hate the thunder too
Digging in my claws will make you hate me too

I can't stand you in my bed
You're too gentle
I need you to hurt me back instead
I wish I could take you back to California
Where you've never heard of creatures like me
Little Bird won't you fly away
Little Bird won't you fly away

And sorry that I roll over to my folks
It's not that I'm ashamed
But they keep me on the leash to choke
I'm a hunting breed
And bird is all they eat
If they sniff you out, they gnash their teeth
I'm a coward scared of living outside
Even if it means I crush you at my side

I can't stand you in my bed
You're too gentle
I need you to hurt me back instead
I wish I could take you back to California
Where you've never heard of creatures like me
Little Bird won't you fly away
Little Bird won't you fly away

When the bell rings
My mouth waters
I'm a habit
That won't alter
I'm an instinct
Don't you fear me?
Hunting songbirds in my sleep
Sorry that I don't treat you like I should
I only lick my wounds
Teeth bared, and snap
"You're all that's good"
If I chase you away
I'm back to chasing tail
Running circles after what was real
And maybe one day I'll catch it, and I'll cry
Wishing that little songbird was still mine