I came back
Negotiated her own record deal at twenty-two and reads contracts for fun
the numbers
- bpm
- 89
- key
- A# minor
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.57
- vocal at
- 7.4s
- length
- 2:49
- language
- En
lyrics
I pushed through the old blue door Your name was off the floor Same receipt by the sink One coffee ring, chipped pink The couch got moved in July New couch, new laugh, new guy I stood there with my coat By the doormat and the note You had no room for me Not even a spare key I watched my breath on the glass Then I let that moment pass I came back I came back I came back I came back Too late now Too late now Too late now Too late now The porch light buzzed all night A bag of cans in white Your sister sold the plant Said, "Honey, it don't need hands" The mailbox held one fly The screen door gave that sigh I kept my phone face down In the parking lot downtown You had no room for me Not even a spare key I watched my breath on the glass Then I let that moment pass I came back I came back I came back I came back Too late now Too late now Too late now Too late now Atlanta rain on my sleeves Sixth Street, backseat, bare knees I left with my keys and pride Found a new road by the drive I came back I came back I came back I came back Too late now Too late now Too late now Too late now