Talk of circles and punching out 
Looking in, drawing circles down 
Falling up the south marking ground 
Talking out of turn, drawing circles down 

Like Pilate, I have a dog               {3X} 
{Obeys, listens, kisses, loves} 

Walks me out of town 
Still, one?s a crowd 
Making angels in the dirt 
Looking up, looking all around 

Like Pilate, I have a dog               {2X} 
{Obeys, listens, kisses, loves} 

Stunned by my own reflection 
It's looking back, sees me too clearly 
And I swore I'd never go there again 
Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down, you down, you down 

Like Pilate, I have a dog               {4X} 
{Obeys, listens, kisses, loves}