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My sister, my sister your lies have destroyed me
your lies have destroyed you and brought down our family
I wonder sometimes if there could have been
a way to bypass and never see you again.

I wonder sometimes why God gave me you
to observe and report everything that I do
and then to carefully rearrange
all the facts so that I could bear the blame.

You want to know what goes on in my head
and you want to know what goes on in my bed
and you want to know all the things that I do
so you can go out and spread the news.

Even if I weren't ever to blame
You'd find some way to blacken my name
And you love to see my disgrace and shame
you love to bring on the pain...