I wake you up every single morning.
You forget things and try to place the blame.
Your thousands of questions are annoying.
But don’t change, it just wouldn’t be the same.

We are compared in everything we do.
So competitive it can be no fun.
In an argument there’s no stopping you.
Who cares though? That’s how it’s always been done.

We fight sometimes, but get along quite well.
The disagreements between us are lame.
Your Xbox is something I’d love to sell.
Life just isn’t about some silly game.

I keep all your secrets and you keep mine.
Were twins together til the end of time.