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...