You had my back
Still plays the eighty-dollar guitar he bought at nineteen and refuses better ones
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- G minor
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.51
- vocal at
- 8.9s
- length
- 3:33
- language
- En
lyrics
You clocked in before I did, with paint on your cuff Left that extra key in the drawer, said, "I handled enough" The day got mean by ten-fifteen, my hands went dry and numb You slid my name across the desk, then bit your tongue I saw your coffee ring by the copier light You kept my slip from slipping through the boss’s sight You walked me out that front door, calm and clean Like you knew how to hold a line unseen You had my back You had my back You had my back You had my back On Cesar Chavez, after work, rain hit the bus-stop glass You still had drywall dust on you, and mine had passed You never made a story out of what you chose to do Just wiped your hands on a rag and nodded through I heard my name in the break room door But you kept it buried in the linoleum floor You turned that mess into a clean-cut day Then you looked away You had my back You had my back You had my back You had my back Now the ice machine hums in the dark hallway And the whole shop sleeps off the weight of the day If I ever go down, if I ever get bent I know who stood there while the damage went You had my back You had my back You had my back You had my back