Poor boy you played it cool with the rich boys and messed around with their rich toys... You tried so hard to play it smooth. 
 The page turned to the chapter with the best line, you thought the book was never ending you thought you'd get to drink their wine. 
 Your sister came down from Watertown with a message your twisted head is getting messed with I can see it in your eyes. 
 Left our you couldn't wait to be bought so you went ahead and sold out with your twenty dollar lies. 
 She said don't forget sister, she'll always be [bad word]  [bad word] from a good home, that won't forget you. 
 Drowning in a city filled with blue blood, can't you see your blood is thicker, you don't need that fancy car. Locked up in the middle of a sick dream, so give up the fascination and remember who you are. 
 She said don't forget sister, we'll always be [bad word]  [bad word] from a good home, that won't forget you. 
 Burned out like a candle now I've gone out, getting asked a lot a question but my answers are all wrong. 
 I need you I'd give tomorrow to be with you. Show me where I need [bad word] to. But the [bad word] is that your gone. 
 She said don't forget sister, we'll always be [bad word]  [bad word] from a good home, that won't forget you. 
 Don't forget sister, I'll always be [bad word]  [bad word] from a good home, and I won't forget you. 
 Sister take me away with you. (x3) 
 Thanks to Sarah Soda 
 Thanks to BHM for these lyrics