Photograph by Katherine Dieckmann
Visual by Nathan David Smith
Lyrics:
“Hey, you’re the comeback kid.”
(See me look away.)
I’m the runaway.
I’m the stay out late.
I’m recovering.
Kid, at the top of our street,
I was somewhat like him.
I was somebody.
Comeback kid!
Comeback, kid!
Come back, kid!
Let me look at you!
“Yeah, you’re the comeback kid.
Let me look at you.”
(Then look away.)
Yeah, I’m the runaway.
I’m the hardly stay,
let slip away.
Don’t look back!
Don’t look back!
Don’t look back!
Watch me run away.
“Kid came back a real turn around.”
Please believe that I want to stay.
“Got a job now that my brother found
working nights just a mile away.”
Don’t let me slip away.
I’m not runaway,
It just feels that way.
Comeback kid!
Comeback kid!
Come back, kid!
Let me look at you!
Comeback kid!
Comeback, kid!
Come back!
