Just one yes
Writes anti-love songs in a film industry that only commissions love songs
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- F major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.56
- vocal at
- 6.8s
- length
- 3:22
- language
- Ta
lyrics
At five forty-five, I tied my hair, One steel tumbler, one plate to share. You asked me small, at the gate downstairs, I said yes, and the whole year changed my air. In the bus by T. Nagar, seat number three, Your old blue shirt was touching my knee. I laughed once, then I looked out at the road, That tiny yes opened up the load. Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes And June stayed on my wrist Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes And the year went like this On the terrace, dusk and a clothesline swing, Mango peels on the steel basin ring. I kept your note under a cracked red cup, One small yes, and the month stacked up. In the lift of the block, light flickered late, Your name on my phone felt like a gate. I said okay, and I heard my own breath start, Like a matchstick turning in the heart. Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes And June stayed on my wrist Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes And the year went like this Now the calendar bends in a yellow stain, Milk on the stove, and that first south rain. I still keep the key you left by the tin, The smallest door lets the whole room in. Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes And June stayed on my wrist Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes Just one yes And the year went like this
