The Weakerthans - Plea From A Cat Named Virtute lyrics

Why don't you ever want to play? I'm tired of this piece of string You sleep as much as I do now and you Don't eat much of anything I don't know who you're talking to I've made a search through every room But all I found was dust that moved And shadows of the afternoon And listen About those bitter songs you sing They aren't helping anything They won't make you strong So we should open up the house Invite the tabby two doors down You can ask your sister if She doesn't bring her ba**et hound And as for things you shouldn't miss Tape hiss and the modern man Cold war and card catalogues To come and join us if they can For girly drinks and parlour games (?) We'll pa** around the easy lie Of absolutely no regrets Then later maybe you could try To let your losses dangle off The sharp edge of the century We'll talk about the weather or How the weather used to be And I'll cater With all the birds that I can k** Let their tiny feathers fill Disappointment Lie down Lick the sorrow from your skin Scratch the terror and begin To believe you're strong All you ever want to do is drink and watch TV Frankly that thing doesn't really interest me I swear I'm going to bite you hard And taste your tinny blood If you don't stop the self-defeating lies you've been repeating Since the day you brought me home I know you're strong.