It ended on read
Posts nothing, tours nowhere, and somehow every song leaks before release
the numbers
- bpm
- 92
- key
- G minor
- energy
- 0.72
- dance
- 0.90
- valence
- 0.36
- vocal at
- 11.9s
- length
- 2:42
- language
- En
lyrics
Your sweatshirt on my chair, still damp from the rain Three a.m. on my screen, you left it on read again I folded your receipt from the Hawthorne Café Put it in the junk drawer, with your key and my ache I watched the blue dot stop by the river Your last five words sat there like a splinter No call came in, just the fan and the street I held my breath, then let it slip through the sheet It ended on read It ended on read It ended on read It ended on read Your toothbrush in a cup by the sink at my place I kept your old train pass tucked inside the case At six on a Monday, I heard the mail slot fall Just takeout menus and nothing from you at all It ended on read It ended on read It ended on read It ended on read I walked to the corner store in my socks Bought orange gum and a little box I stared at my phone by the freezer glass Then your name slipped down, and I let it pass It ended on read It ended on read It ended on read It ended on read