The Maine - Stray dogs (dyed orange 2013)

This song is for the thought of dying
Eaten by the lonely lion
He's cruel and rage is unabated
Whoever he is, I fucking hate him

This song is for the gloomy bastards
For stray dogs and the songs of bachelors
For acting men and reflecting after
For thinking that it even matters
Why does my song taste like tomorrow?

I'm such a sucker for a song sung by some sad bastard on a acoustic guitars
I always cry when
Makes it think of you
This song is for all the should have saids
And the nights I had to regret and the day after
This song is to stray dogs and to sad bastards

This song is for the thought of dying
Apologies are multiplying
For [?]
For people I fucking hate it

I'm such a suckеr for a song sung by some sad bastard on a acoustic guitars
I always cry when
Makes it think of you
This song is for all thе should have saids
And the nights I had to regret and the day after
This song is to stray dogs and to sad bastards

If you have to say sorry, then say it
If you don't feel like it's warranted, then fuck 'em
It happened, move on