You had my back
Writes exactly what happened and changes only the names, and sometimes not even those
the numbers
- bpm
- 162
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.36
- vocal at
- 1.5s
- length
- 3:06
- language
- En
lyrics
At half eight, your mug was chipped and blue You held the lift for me by the west gate I spilled black tea on page twenty-two You slid me a cloth, then went back to your crate And you never made it a thing Never put my name in the room Just a nod, a quiet swing While I came apart at noon You had my back You had my back You had my back You had my back On Friday in Liffey Street office light The printer jammed with my name on the file You fixed it quick while I bit my lip tight Then said, "It was grand," with that small crooked smile And I kept my thanks in my throat Like a coin I could not spend But you left me room to float Without ever playing friend You had my back You had my back You had my back You had my back Now I see your hands on the kettle and the tap The green ring on your thumb from the ferry last spring I was waiting for words that you never brought back But you showed me the shape of a decent thing You had my back You had my back You had my back You had my back