Trynin currently plays guitar for Dave Wanamaker's band The Loveless, who wrote and sings all the songs on their CD, Gift to the World. The album was produced by her husband Mike Denneen, with whom she is raising a child.
Trynin released a critically acclaimed (yet publicly overlooked) book entitled Everything I'm Cracked Up to Be in 2006 about her experience in the music industry (Warner Brothers).
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Getaway
Jennifer Trynin Lyrics
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I think You just may be
Sorry now you ever came
Lost in how to make your getaway
Poor February, just like a dog to bury
Everything's in your way
Stranding you from your own getaway
Go away
Don′t lie, don't tell me that we're leaving
You could never go
Don′t cry, don′t you put your arms around me
I already know you got nowhere to go
Cruel February, so quick to cash and carry
28 stacks of days making for a hasty getaway
Go away
Don't lie, don′t tell me that we're leaving
You could never go
Don′t cry, don't you put your arms around me
I already know you got nowhere to go
Don′t lie, don't tell me that we're leaving
You could never go
Don′t cry, don′t you put your arms around me
I already know
Don't cry, don′t tell that we're leaving
Don′t cry, don't you put your arms around me
(Cruel February, just like the dog to bury)
(Cruel February, so quick to cash and carry)
The song "Getaway" by Jennifer Trynin features lyrics that are somewhat abstract and open to interpretation. However, there appear to be themes of loss and regret, as well as a longing to escape from a situation that feels suffocating. The title itself suggests a desire for freedom and release.
The opening line of the song sets the tone, with the comparison of the subject to the month of February. This is a month that is often associated with coldness, barrenness, and hibernation - not exactly positive attributes. The reference to burying suggests a sense of being trapped or overwhelmed by circumstances, unable to move forward. In the second verse, the image of 28 "stacks" of days reinforces the idea of being trapped by time.
The chorus of the song is a plea to someone not to leave, while also acknowledging that they have nowhere else to go. It is possible that this someone is a former lover, although the lyrics do not provide many specifics. The repetition of the lines "don't lie, don't tell me that we're leaving / you could never go" creates a sense of desperation, as though the singer is trying to convince themselves as much as the other person.
Overall, "Getaway" is a song that conveys a sense of restlessness and unease. The lyrics paint a picture of someone who is trapped in a situation that feels suffocating, and who longs for a way to escape. The reference to February and the notion of being buried suggest a feeling of being stuck, perhaps in a particular place or time in life. At the same time, the repeated lines about not leaving suggest a fear of being alone, or a sense that there is nothing better out there.
Line by Line Meaning
You're like February
You're similar to February, a month that's cold and harsh
I think you just may be
I believe that you are indeed like February
Sorry now you ever came
I regret that you ever came into my life
Lost in how to make your getaway
Confused on how to leave and escape this relationship
Poor February, just like a dog to bury
February is unfortunate and doomed, like a dog burying a bone
Everything's in your way
Everything seems to be blocking your path
Stranding you from your own getaway
Leaving you stranded and unable to escape
Go away
Leave me alone
Don't lie, don't tell me that we're leaving
Don't deceive me by saying that we're breaking up
You could never go
You're too weak to leave me
Don't cry, don't you put your arms around me
Don't try to comfort me with your fake emotions
I already know you got nowhere to go
I'm aware that you have no other options
Cruel February, so quick to cash and carry
February is brutal, quickly taking away days and moving on
28 stacks of days making for a hasty getaway
The 28 days of February are moving fast, making a quick escape necessary
(Cruel February, just like the dog to bury)
(Reiterating that February is like a dog that buries things)
(Cruel February, so quick to cash and carry)
(Reiterating that February moves quickly and unapologetically)
Writer(s): Jen Trynin
Contributed by Alexis H. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Chris Niedbalski
on Better Than Nothing
so true.