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Gus Mahoney

I stopped checking

Drove trucks for eleven years and writes like someone with time to think and no radio

the numbers

bpm
172
key
G major
energy
0.70
dance
0.93
valence
0.40
vocal at
3.9s
length
3:44
language
En

lyrics

I left the phone face down by the sink

At seven-ten with the coffee cold

Your photo sat there like a dare

I washed two plates and let it go

By the bus depot, noon hung low

Grease on my hands from the wheelhouse door

I reached for you out of habit, then

My thumb just missed the screen once more

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

And the floor stayed still

And the room stayed mine

At Trader Joe's with a paper bag

I bought green beans and a jar of jam

Saw your old jacket in my closet box

Left it there by the hockey mask

On Donelson Pike, the rain came hard

Wipers kept time on a cracked windshield

I pulled to the curb, let the engine tick

And your little blue dot never sealed

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

And the floor stayed still

And the room stayed mine

Last Tuesday night at the bowling alley

I laughed with Ray by the soda case

Your name came up, then slipped away

Like a dime gone dark in a folding tray

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

I stopped checking

And the floor stayed still

And the room stayed mine