מילים לשיר Plea From A Cat Named Virtue – Weakerthans

Why don't you ever want to play?
I'm tired of this piece of string.
You sleep as much as I do now, I don't know who you're talking to.
And you don't eat much of anything.
I made a search through every room,
But all I found was dust that moved
And shadows of the afternoon. About those bitter songs you sing.
And listen,
They're not helping anything.
They won't make you strong. So we should open up the house.
Invite the tabby two doors down.
You could ask your sister if She doesnt bring her bassett hound.
Tape hits and the modern man,
Ask the things you shouldnt miss.
Cold war and card catalogs
To come and join us if they can. For girly drinks and parlor games,
Of absolutely no regrets.
We'll pass around the easy lie
And later maybe you could try
To let your losses dangle off,
The sharp edge of a century.
Talk about the weather or
how the weather used to be. And I'll cater
With all the birds that i can kill.
Let their tiny feathers fill
Disappointment.
Lie down,
To believe you're strong.
Scratch the terror and begin
And lick the sorrow from your skin. All you ever want to do
Is drink and watch tv.
Frankly that thing
Doesn't really interest me. I swear I'm gonna bite you hard
And taste your tinny blood.
If you dont stop the selfLies you've been repeating
Since the day you brought me home. I know you're strong.