Donut Shop - bulldog eyes

You’re jumpy like a puppy on its birthday baby

I know your heart is hurting baby

I know your pills stopped working baby

Stop working

I’ll walk down to the donut shop

And see people arrested by local cops

And see the homeless people push around shopping carts

To the fuzzy stereos of speeding cars

I’ll but you a donut and you will feel much better once you taste it