Sister, let's take a walk outside - we'll build a den to hide from the future. And after tea we'll play with toys, why think about boys just yet?
Sister, you come home as day breaks a mask full of makeup and drunken mistakes once again.
You've a lock on your door to try and separate your world, this never happened before you've so many new smells it's so confusing.
Sister, I still see something there - hidden beneath your hair - the one I used to know. I don't see why you have to hide the real person deep inside this shiny shell.
And all those rumours that i heard, i didn't want them to be true. With so many ways of pleasing people, sister, that's just not you.