The guy who leaves

Dad, oh don´t get up, I beg you to sit tight
Sweet girl, I´ll be a ghost girl, forget it I am fine.

If anything a witnessing is all I needed that night.

Until I get what I´m to get
you´ll keep being compelled to flee
Until I out this false story
you´ll keep playing “the guy who leaves”

Brother, oh brother, solo you did bust out
All I knew was you didn´t invite me, so begins themes of self-doubt

There is nothing as harrowing as how I translate backs.

Until I get what I´m to get………

Baby, oh partner, how well you´ve played this part
Similar, oh how familiar, reluctant truth you impart.

And how you serve necessity: “repeat ´till she sees light”

Until I get what I´m to get……