Mutt

You call me trouble, I call it a tell One little grin and the room tilts well I keep my keys in the wrong-side pocket Say one thing, then I switch the topic You read my face like a late-night menu Pick what you want; I won't make it easy Claw at the quiet, then vanish clean You hear the growl before you see me Count to two, let the whole room lean I cut the cord in between Mutt, mutt — good bad habit Come close, don't try to grab it Mutt, mutt — bite, then blush You say “stay,” I say “don’t rush” You keep your cool with a paper cup I steal one sip, then I give it up Your silver laugh puts a crack in my pose I play hard to get; you already know Claw at the quiet, then vanish clean You hear the growl before you see me Count to two, let the whole room lean I cut the cord in between Mutt, mutt — good bad habit Come close, don't try to grab it Mutt, mutt — bite, then blush You say “stay,” I say “don’t rush” T-k, t-k — pff, ka-tss Mm, ba-da, click — breathe, then snap Dum-dum, rrr — ta-ka, hush You say “stay” — I say “don’t rush” Mutt, mutt — good bad habit Come close, don't try to grab it Mutt, mutt — bite, then blush You say “stay,” I say “don’t rush” No leash, no lie, no easy label You steal my seat; I steal your cable Mutt, mutt — still here, still us You say “stay”— I say “don’t rush!”