Winter On The Weekend

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 6 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 --- Winter on the Weekend - Julia Stone