It broke us
A collective, not a person
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.78
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.54
- vocal at
- 12.2s
- length
- 2:56
- language
- En
lyrics
You left the USB on the dash by the gate Next to the Black Label, warm by eight I heard our tune spill out the Spar by the stand Now your new man hums it with a ring on his hand I hear it in the kettle, in the door that won't close Your laugh on the intro, the one everybody knows When the bass line turns, I still feel that sting 'Cause you wore that song like a borrowed ring It broke us It broke us It broke us It broke us Now it's yours no more At Bree Taxi Rank, the speaker shook the floor Same first four bars, then I couldn't stay for more Your blue plastic chair and my cracked phone light Made the whole room move till you left that night It broke us It broke us It broke us It broke us Now it's yours no more Let the last note sit on the cold tile there By the dented speaker and your woven hair I don't want it back, let the club hear it still If it plays in your mouth, let the breakup