SistersI want better for my sisterShe calls me only when it's late night and she's highHer mind is spinning, uhEight nightsIn a row, she's been in a crisisShe looks just like me, yeah, when she criesNow that we're both older, uhI tried to save all of her innocent waysGrace comes with age, but don't tell herFall out from the fame, claim my mother's maiden nameLips in crimson shades, how I love herOh, her face is made of stone till you get her aloneHeart is made of chrome till you get her aloneGirl puts on a show, only know what she shows ya, yeahI made the errorI kinda caved when I know betterI should've never sent that letterBut I was wired and in my feelings, uhI wonderIf she went and changed her numberI tried to call her three times overIs she alright? It keeps on ringing, uhI tried to save all of her innocent waysGrace comes with age, but don't tell herFall out from the fame, claim my mother's maiden nameLips in crimson shades, how I love herGirl puts on a show, only know what she shows ya, yeahShe grabs her shoes from by the doorMake sure they match her skirt, yeahWon't dance to Blondie anymoreBut she's got them on her shirtGod knows I liked them firstCigarettes from the storeShe wants to feel that burn, yeahWon't dance to Blondie anymoreShe's got them on her shirtShe knows I liked them first (work)I tried to save all of her innocent waysGrace comes with age, but don't tell herFall out from the fame, claim my mother's maiden nameLips in crimson shades, how I love herOh, her face is made of stone till you get her aloneHeart is made of chrome till you get her aloneGirl puts on a show, only know what she shows ya, yeah
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Sisters
I want better for my sister
She calls me only when it's late night and she's high
Her mind is spinning, uh
Eight nights
In a row, she's been in a crisis
She looks just like me, yeah, when she cries
Now that we're both older, uh
I tried to save all of her innocent ways
Grace comes with age, but don't tell her
Fall out from the fame, claim my mother's maiden name
Lips in crimson shades, how I love her
Oh, her face is made of stone till you get her alone
Heart is made of chrome till you get her alone
Girl puts on a show, only know what she shows ya, yeah
I made the error
I kinda caved when I know better
I should've never sent that letter
But I was wired and in my feelings, uh
I wonder
If she went and changed her number
I tried to call her three times over
Is she alright? It keeps on ringing, uh
I tried to save all of her innocent ways
Grace comes with age, but don't tell her
Fall out from the fame, claim my mother's maiden name
Lips in crimson shades, how I love her
Girl puts on a show, only know what she shows ya, yeah
She grabs her shoes from by the door
Make sure they match her skirt, yeah
Won't dance to Blondie anymore
But she's got them on her shirt
God knows I liked them first
Cigarettes from the store
She wants to feel that burn, yeah
Won't dance to Blondie anymore
She's got them on her shirt
She knows I liked them first (work)
I tried to save all of her innocent ways
Grace comes with age, but don't tell her
Fall out from the fame, claim my mother's maiden name
Lips in crimson shades, how I love her
Oh, her face is made of stone till you get her alone
Heart is made of chrome till you get her alone
Girl puts on a show, only know what she shows ya, yeah
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