Four years older
Roses on your jeans
Aerosol cans and
Black jelly beans
I can't tell you're not around
Softball Sister
Now you're underground
Oldest of seven
Back in '92
Shipped across the pond
‘Cause they told you what to do
To follow is hollow
The words can't be found
Softball Sister
Now you're underground
A great big smile
A line from a song I knew
I bet they're crying
But I bet you're glad it's through
Yes, I bet you're glad it's through
Four years younger
Dust in my hair
Car crashes
You could be anywhere
Losing looks good
When it don't make a sound
Softball Sister
Now you're underground
A great big smile
A line from a song I knew
I bet they're crying
But I bet you're glad it's through
Yes, I bet you're glad it's through