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 basset 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 pass 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 kill
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.