SkyBabyRecords: Music & Lyrics
You Got The Girl
you got the girl – i got nothing to do,
except drink in the dirt,
and swallow the lies and the proof,
and see that it all comes down to just
one lousy headline for today.
you got the girl – i got more discipline.
late with the work
– the dog’ll be my punishment.
sketch out your best circle,
set it sail and forget the long delay.
you got the girl – i got everything wrong:
the cracks in the plan
kept hiding each time you were gone.
and the reason it all makes sense
is you keep her
the priceless thing to save.
i’ve got your back, okay?
i’ve got your back, okay?
i’ve got your back, okay?
i’ve got your back, okay?
trying.
binding.
the glistening,
taking you and i,
further.
the distance.
the ashen.
the startled soul.
the day will bring its own new spin on what you thought the stars could hold.
your lucid state is thready –
call the dream police you’re close to.
collapse each attempt to score,
the skin-on-skin it chokes you to mourn.
chokes you to mourn without daylight.
chokes you to mourn without daylight.
you got the girl –
the satellite view doesn’t break my neck
and the reason it all makes sense,
is you keep her the priceless thing to save and yes,
i’ve got your back, okay?
i’ve got your back, okay?
i’ve got your back, okay?
you got the girl,
i got the eye of the storm:
but in this lunatic calm i feel electric.
© Words and music by Paul Terry. All rights reserved. Lyrics reproduced by kind permission.