You're clumsy, not as agile as your sister.
But, you're gorgeous and they love you, and I guess that that will do.
For you.
But for me, I want more.
Don't want to carry you no more.
I've watched you fall and I've been there all and all.
But you're pretty, semi witty and I guess that that will do.
For those, who adore you, who lay the carpet at your feet.
But, why?
What's the use?
Just a new excuse to let us down, run us through, they're all obsessed with you.
But it's all wrong, you won't last long, and I guess that that will do.
For me.
I will be there when you fall.
I will watch you fall.