Right, Left

Throughout our journey, one thing was rightly certain You were always right, and I was left with one option: Accept the menace was my lefty direction But my right left his steps to ride with pride and excessive passion And when you finally left , I wished we could right the wrong It was your right to have left ; and you are far gone You were right when you said I would be left with regrets and our song. I guess it serves right to be left in this mess: final curtain.