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

Like Pilate, I have a dog obeys, listens, kisses, loves 
Like Pilate, I have a dog 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 obeys, listens, kisses, loves 
Like Pilate, I have a dog 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
Lightly drags you down, you down, you down, you down 

Like Pilate, I have a dog 
Like Pilate, I have a dog...?