hey my little sister, say what's the news?
all the boys want to paint pretty pictures of you
you say something kind to them
i'd say something kindof like that
only i'm moving halfspeed
saw my baby baby down by the bay
lost in thought over what she dreamt that day
something pretty, something blue
but it couldn't be a dream because i didn't see you
it was perfect anyway
drown myself around the town last night
i laugh alot, but the dreams always kick me in the ass
left foot's broken, the other's sprained
i've got two black eyes and the sky's the same way
said you'd love me always
