Well I tried to make it

to the front porch

but my heart stopped beating and my thoughts started

retreating

all the way back

through the darkness

where the other me was knocking at my door

sister, won't you come over

you forgot your sweater

so you came back home

you left the party

to come find me

lying on the front porch deader than a doormatt

thank you for coming back to find me on the front porch of our home

you can call me to remind I'll be coming back for more

because i'm a dead beat

dead beat little sister

dead beat

dead beat little sister

sister, won't you come over

little sister

look how you've grown

bigger sister

you'll always be there for me

little sister

now I can thank you