The Sister Song

Fleas, and games, and hundred dollar bills
Lies, and pain, and nauseating pills

Why am I so hung up on your sister?
Why am I so hung up on your mom?
I thought that I would never even miss her
I thought that I would never use the bong

Thieves, and pain, and dragon colored tears
Still remain and cover up the years

Why am I so hung up on your sister?
Why am I so hung up on your mom?
I thought that I would never even miss her
I thought that I would never use the bong

And I never cry like that
And I never swear like that
And I never lose my mind

Why am I so hung up on your sister?
Why am I so hung up on your mom?
I thought that I would never even miss her
I thought that I would never use the bong

And I never cry like that
And I never swear like that
And I never lose my mind