Dear Sister - Courtney Marie Andrews

My sister Mary Lee is drunk again

She’s bargin' in my room and bawlin' on my bed

With eyes just like cups she pours just enough for the two of us

Until it’s me and Mary Lee

Just cursin' at our luck

Even though I don’t care all that much

The days keep gettin' shorter

It’s been ten months of winter

It’s been a rough year on everyone, I know

It’s just one thing after another

When you truly believe nothing gets better

But I wish that you’d just let it all go

Mary Lee is in the front yard

She’s takin' off with our used car

For once I’m not the one bidding goodbyes

Her steerin' wheel’s an ashtray

Her cassette deck plays my demo tapes

And she lends us all a cheap farewell

But I know that she means well

You finally got away

A cure will come in another place

At least that’s what you told me

But your head goes along with you

And with everything that you do

And if you hate it now, you’ll hate it again

Mary Lee, don’t you see that it’s all in your head?

All in your head

Come back home

Come back home

Come back home

Come back home

Come back home

Come back home