One Corner Away // Getting out of the Bedsheets

It's in Berlin at the Wall Park.

Baby Sister

Baby Sister, won't you spare a little time,
I know you've still been working from eleven till nine.
Flippin' nickles, flippin' quarters and dimes.
Don't wanna hear it...
Putting price tags on your spirit.

Baby Sister, you're gonna end up getting hurt,
No one's getting heartache from the wrinkles on your shirt.
Oh yeah yeah you're gonna get hurt.

Baby Sister, what time will you be walking in,
Spent the days with whiskey and bottles of gin.
Oh yeah yeah i know where i've been.

You've got your reasons,
They're changing with the seasons.
I know it's hard to keep it straight.
But i could argue that it's harder for the one who has to wait.

Don't wanna hear it, puttin' price tags on your spirit.
Baby Sister, you're gonna end up getting hurt,
I know it's gettin' harder from the wrinkles on your shirt.
Oh yeah yeah you're gonna get hurt.
Baby Sister.