I lock the door and lock my head
And dream of butterflies instead
The Beauty of their colored wings
The trees, the gras, and pretty things
imagination fills the void of my existence

Daddy says: "I love you girl, it's not your fault
Your mum and me don't get along"
I know he's lying, I know there is no such thing as unexplicable
I hear and forget this world in bed suddenly the sun comes up
That's when my pets all come alive
They cheer me up and tell me:
"Everything's all rigth, stuff animals are allways rigth"

My favourite song, my favourite show
I wonder if they even know or if they care
Or if they even notice I am standing there
I want my pets to come alive and cheer me up and tell me:
"Everything's alrigth, stuff animals are allways rigth"

My eyes are red,the baby is wet
and someone has to get that phone

that's when my pets all come alive
they cheer me up and tell me...