Every greeting absurd to force me down
Then kiss me again on the mouth
It’s odd how nobody ever noticed
All of the time(s) it went south
He guarded the door all day and night long
(So) I’d stay out late, scared to go home
Then the host family went on holiday leaving
The grandpa with me all alone
Took my hand to ask me if I’m taken
"Hey pretty girl" no place to flee
I didn’t tell a soul what about it
See, they’d all believe him over me
‘Cause I was new, not related, outlander
But when I left he got sick and he died
They called crying and I almost said
I couldn’t shed a tear if I tried.
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