Winter on the Weekend Songtext

von Julia Stone

He's a dog
But he's dressed up like a sheep
Got bones all through the backyard
But he likes to drink tea
We play scrabble on the weekend
And he talks about the weather most of the time
I thought my sacred body
With him it would be fine
And I walked into the doorway
He slid across the room
My heart, it started racing
I just didn't know what to do
And he laid me on the floor
And my screams they go unheard
The lady living next door
Well she's six feet under the dirt.
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me
There's nothing I can do.
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me,
There's nothing I can do.
He's a dog,
But he's dressed up like a sheep,
He's got bones all through the backyard,
But he likes to fool me.
And I travel through the doorway,
I thought I'd be fine,
But it's not the way it's gonna go this time.
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me,
There's nothing I can do.
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Somebody is going to hurt me,
There's nothing I can do.
And all this time I needed you,
And all this time I wanted you,
You can't hear me now,
Can't hear me now,
Like you do.
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me,
There's nothing I can do.
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Somebody is going to hurt me,
There's nothing I, I can do.