| On the TV there’s a picture frame with two separate photos in it
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| My two sisters that’s just about the closest they’ve been
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| My folks will tell you they’ve been that way forever
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| I can’t remember the last time they were in the same room together
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| You’ll hear stories about how they used to fight
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| Screaming slamming doors keep the neighbors up at night
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| And me their evil baby child brother
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| Just about the last thing they have in common with each other
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| Two sisters everything is awkward, tense
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| Don’t know each other and it doesn’t make sense at all
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| Two sisters both led lives extreme
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| Tried to erase any similarities
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| Married, single, secure, a floating balloon
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| Tried to forget the fact that they both came from the same womb
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| Two sisters a deadly combination
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| Avoid it at all costs it’s not worth the frustration
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| Maybe a brother and a sister would be best for all
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| Two sisters had so much in common
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| Now they don’t know each other at all
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| You thought that they’d grow closer with age
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| You were mistaken, they’ll go to their graves apart
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| Not regretting what they didn’t do
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| Never missing the sister that they never knew
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| Maybe the friendly sibling myth is a scam
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| I don’t know any siblings that walk around holding hands
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| Maybe we all expect too much of them
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| Not only to be sisters but also to be friends
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| Maybe two sisters need to fight scream and weep
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| Maybe if two sisters don’t fight
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| Then two sisters will never speak
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| Keep your theories and parent psychology
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| It doesn’t hold with me
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| A frame with two separate photos in it
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| Is the closest that my two sisters have been
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| A frame with two separate photos in it
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| Is the closest that my two sisters have been
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| A frame with two separate photos in it
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| A frame with two separate photos in it |