Same last text, same last text
Never shows his face
the numbers
- bpm
- 144
- key
- D# minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 3.9s
- length
- 2:06
- language
- En
lyrics
Black screen, thumb on glass, I’m waiting by the sink Grease on the takeout box, cold tea, one last blink Your name pops up again, like you knew my phone would ring Same time, every night, you leave me with that thing Nine fifty-two, your bubble turns blue Door chain rattles once when the hallway move I say I’m done, but I don’t go through One more line from you, then I know what to do Same last text, same last text Same last text, same last text Same last text, same last text You always hit me right before I crash Parked in the lot by the gas station light Mud on my boots from the rain that night Your hoodie in the seat and a dent in the dash I read your words slow, then I let them pass Same last text, same last text Same last text, same last text Same last text, same last text You always hit me right before I crash Screen on my palm, room cold and bare Half-drunk soda can sitting in the chair One more reply, then I cut it loose But my fingers know your name before I do Same last text, same last text Same last text, same last text Same last text, same last text You always hit me right before I crash