Complimentary Me

When I was a girl I dreamt of my twin
She shared all my flaws, she lived in my skin
She always forgave me no matter the sin
She finished my jokes before I’d begin
When I got older I asked for a dog
I dressed him in my clothes, I taught him right from wrong
I told him to love me more than his bone
But he ran after a milk truck and he never came back home
Oh dear me
What a strange peculiar thing
That I should always see
Someone just like me
Oh can it be
Such a constant ache in me
That I should always see
That complimentary me
Oh all of my lovers, they all end the same
They see what I am and they all fly away
'Cause I pick at their scabs and I rub off their stains
Til they can’t quite recall their own God-given names
Oh dear me
What a strange peculiar thing
That I should always see
Someone just like me
Oh can it be
Such a constant ache in me
That I should always see
Someone just like me
Oh dear me
Oh dear me
Oh can it be
Such a constant ache in me
That I should always see
That complimentary me