No one’s good enough
Two months a year the sun does not rise where she lives
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- D# major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.41
- vocal at
- 6.5s
- length
- 3:07
- language
- No
lyrics
At seven, she set out rye On the blue tin plate by the sink She watched your boots by the door all dry And said, “Sit down, but don’t you think” She folded the tea towel twice The clock ticked soft in the hall Her ring tapped once on the ice She sized you up, that was all No one’s good enough No one’s good enough No one’s good enough No one’s good enough That’s her blessing By the harbor, she kept her coat Pinned with salt and a moth-bit seam She shook her head at your little note Then fed the cat from a cracked enamel cream No one’s good enough No one’s good enough No one’s good enough No one’s good enough That’s her blessing On the windowsill, a jam jar glowed With clouded sugar and old rain She laughed like she knew what she owed And shut the latch against the chain No one’s good enough No one’s good enough No one’s good enough No one’s good enough That’s her blessing