Bang Bang

You like me because 
I sit on a mat
Like a dog
And I'm happy
For the scraps that you throw
And I don't talk back
And I have no expression
On my face
And my eyes are
Just on the verge
Of something
But you'll never know what

And I'm on the edge
You're a loaded pistol
And I'm the bullet 
One touch 
And I'm triggered 
Bang bang you're dead