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Late

I spelled my heart out today
At the spelling bee. I took third place.
When I call my dad who's away on business
I'm gonna tell him all about my ribbon

He's gonna be so proud of me
He's gonna be so proud of his little girl
Can't wait to hear his voice again

So I left him a message
To tell him I spelled out "poignant"
He won't ever get it
He won't ever listen

God, can you put him on lay away?
He owes me ice cream for my straight A's
I've got boys for him to intimidate
And a weepy smile for him when he gives me away

So I left him a message
He won't ever get it
Cause he's leaving for heaven

You'd be so proud of me
You'd be so proud of who grow up to be
You'll never again be on time
You'll never walk me down the aisle

You'll never again be imperfect
You'll never be over-protective
You'll never hear my last message

So I'll make it poignant
That's a big word for someone my age
But so is death
Now you'll only be late

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from Leverage EP, released April 5, 2016

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