Same old face
No known location
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- D major
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.54
- vocal at
- 6.2s
- length
- 2:35
- language
- En
lyrics
You wore the same blue laces I still got the chipped white cup At the bus stop by the laundromat We laughed and never looked up Your thumb on the cracked phone screen Mine on the zipper of my bag Same jokes in the same old places Same five-minute drag Your hair still smells like hotel soap My coat still holds last week’s rain We said “we should do this more” Then said it like a refrain Same old face Same old face Same old face Same old face And that’s the part that hurts You ordered fries in the paper tray I counted salt on your sleeve The mall clock blinked out seven-ten Like it knew you’d never leave We stood by the photo booth With the torn red vinyl seat You smiled with your teeth the same way Like we never skipped a beat The train doors kissed and opened Your hand stayed in your pocket We kept our words real small Like a note left in a socket Same old face Same old face Same old face Same old face And that’s the part that hurts I checked your name in my contacts Still saved under that one night No new scar on your knuckles No new truth in your eyes The rain on the checkout windows Made the whole place look boxed in We left with our plastic bags And the same old almost-sin Same old face Same old face Same old face Same old face And that’s the part that hurts