That Kind of Goodbye
I was too damn young to know grief that way
But when somebody left a hole you came and filled the space
We don't got the same blood running through our veins
But I was always yours with a different name
But now it's visiting hours
And you're laughing it off
With a vase full of flowers
And you cover your cough
And I'm terrified
That's the kind of goodbye
I never wanna say
You can see it on my face, can't you?
You've gotta be fine
Cause how'm I supposed to stand
My ground without the man who raised me
It can't be your time to go
I need you here
For just a couple hundred more years
I don't think I'll survive
That kind of goodbye
You filled in for a man who didn't wanna stay
Carried me on your shoulders, didn't mind the weight
But now you're taking your meds
And you're laughing it off
Mom's crying in bed
With the tv on
And she's terrified
That's the kind of goodbye
I never wanna say
You can see it on my face, can't you?
You've gotta be fine
Cause how'm I supposed to stand
My ground without the man who raised me
Can't be your time to go
I need you here
For just a couple hundred more years
I don't think I'd survive
That kind of goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
But when somebody left a hole you came and filled the space
We don't got the same blood running through our veins
But I was always yours with a different name
But now it's visiting hours
And you're laughing it off
With a vase full of flowers
And you cover your cough
And I'm terrified
That's the kind of goodbye
I never wanna say
You can see it on my face, can't you?
You've gotta be fine
Cause how'm I supposed to stand
My ground without the man who raised me
It can't be your time to go
I need you here
For just a couple hundred more years
I don't think I'll survive
That kind of goodbye
You filled in for a man who didn't wanna stay
Carried me on your shoulders, didn't mind the weight
But now you're taking your meds
And you're laughing it off
Mom's crying in bed
With the tv on
And she's terrified
That's the kind of goodbye
I never wanna say
You can see it on my face, can't you?
You've gotta be fine
Cause how'm I supposed to stand
My ground without the man who raised me
Can't be your time to go
I need you here
For just a couple hundred more years
I don't think I'd survive
That kind of goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
Ooo ooo goodbye, goodbye
Credits
Writer(s): Robyn Dell Unto, Ryan Nealon, John Spencer Jordan
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