Ever since we moved here
I've been outnumbered, I swear

Everything's wrong: my accent,
My clothes, my eyes, the list is long


If I had a matchstick for
Every dream turned into a nightmare
I'd build a horse and

Kindly lead it to thunder

Heard them call me names, they called my name

From which all meaning's been drained
For a laugh, the itch to abuse and humiliate
But I don't care, I no longer care

Whatever I live for it's not there

I no longer go places

I only leave home
So well adjusted to the boredom
Through which life flows


My little sisters, their well-known features
Up on the bridge

Where are they going and why
What do they think of life and love


Heard them call my name, they called my name
Smiled and waved they saved my day
Yes I could walk with them and yes I'd love too but

It won't happen I'm waiting for a flashlight to come
Switch me back on again
Then I'll try to catch up and then I'll call their names