Katy

Wish you were here,
Young and alive.
They built up a stained glass lie,
we all hide behind

But nothing,
will ever change
What you meant to me,
what was meant to be

Wish I could turn back time,
I’d answer the phone.
Wish I could say that I
had not always known
That nothing
would ease all your pain
Or take it away,
and just give me one more day.

They don’t call it addiction,
Cause it came by prescription
So I’ll just say goodbye
Little Sister of mine.

They don’t call it addiction,
Cause it came by prescription
Still your babies are left to cry
Little sister of mine.

Just give me a little more time
It will all be okay
Just cut me some pure white lines
to speed up this stage
Play some Marilyn Manson
to make it insane
As we scatter poppies
all over her grave

They don’t call it addiction,
Cause it came by prescription,
So I’ll just say goodbye
Sister of mine

They don’t call it addiction
Cause it came by prescription
Still your babies are left to cry
Little sister of mine.

The end was a spiraling road
You traveled alone
Just like my journey through grief
As I bear the load
Without my little sister
here by my side
I choke on a weary sigh
As I hang my lonely head to cry

I guess it can’t be an addiction
Because it came by prescription
But I saw the look of fear in your eyes
Baby sister of mine.