Keep the keyring, keep the keyring
Never shows his face
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 10.2s
- length
- 2:14
- language
- En
lyrics
I slid the key across the Formica top You kept the keyring, let the whole thing drop By the gas station pump, with the engine still warm I watched you tuck that circle like it meant no harm You said, "That door ain't yours no more" I felt that metal bite when it left my palm You turned the blade, then closed that drawer But the keyring stayed heavy, cold, and calm Keep the keyring, keep the keyring Keep the keyring, keep the keyring You can hand back the tooth I'm keeping what it came on Chrome ring bent small from the pocket wear One house key, one mailbox tag, and a Lucky 13 glare I dropped your spare on the counter by the sink You put the ring in your jeans like a chain-link blink You said, "I don't need the whole damn set" Just the front-door cut and the little brass shine But your fingers took the round thing yet And left me holding memory by design Keep the keyring, keep the keyring Keep the keyring, keep the keyring You can hand back the tooth I'm keeping what it came on At the red light on Poplar, I turned it slow Counted every scratch where the black paint shows You gave back access, but not that ring Funny how one small loop can still own a thing Keep the keyring, keep the keyring Keep the keyring, keep the keyring You can hand back the tooth I'm keeping what it came on