Jean Is Gone

The main door was left wide-open, but I took the other
There were shouts and screams and meanwhile I was arbitrator
Sat myself in between he and his replacement mother
He seemed to be so briefly my good French brother
But the friendship is no longer on
Jean is goin', goin', gone
He said he’d leave, he leaves me no other option
But to put my loyalties up for adoption
And it seems to be to me that weed leaves lie forgotten
And we used to smoke those leaves, oh so very often
Often and for very long
So Jean is goin', goin', gone
He’d say he knows his nose could smell that I was smitten
With that girl from across the road, did you see I was love-bitten?
He’d tell me that he had my back and then my spine would stiffen
But I cursed when I learned his word weren’t really worth a pittance
Both of them had lead me on
Oh Jean is goin', goin', gone
I could see in his eyes that I weren’t really much motivation
To inspire him to be kind, I took a mental notation
These lies no crimes of mine, my truths are on rotation
To be wise I knew he’d provide all the right quotations
But his wisdom, it was just a con
So Jean is goin', goin', gone
So Jean is goin', goin', gone