Hit me hard, don’t make me wait
Wrote her first album in a car outside her ex-best-friend's house
the numbers
- bpm
- 152
- key
- D# major
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.96
- valence
- 0.64
- vocal at
- 3.2s
- length
- 2:46
- language
- En
lyrics
Your boots by my door, wet from the rain You stood in my kitchen with your phone and your cane You said, “He was there,” and I felt my jaw lock down My keys in my fist, I stared at the tile on the ground I wanted a lie with a soft little edge A pretty white dress and a safe little pledge But you kept your eyes on me, steady and bare Like you knew I’d hate it, and still you were there Say it straight, say it straight, say it straight, say it straight Hit me hard, don’t make me wait Say it straight, say it straight, say it straight, say it straight I can take it if you don’t fake Now your chipped mug sits by the sink all day My unread texts glow blue, then fade away You said his name in the Target lot In the parking line where I froze and forgot I bit my tongue till it bled a little red You told me the thing I kept out of my head I looked at your shoes, then the cracks in the floor You gave me the truth and I asked for more Say it straight, say it straight, say it straight, say it straight Hit me hard, don’t make me wait Say it straight, say it straight, say it straight, say it straight I can take it if you don’t fake Now I’m outside in the heat by the curb With my hands in my sleeves and a knot in my words You were right, you were right, and I hate that it stings But I needed the cut more than I needed the thing Say it straight, say it straight, say it straight, say it straight Hit me hard, don’t make me wait Say it straight, say it straight, say it straight, say it straight I can take it if you don’t fake
