Second chair
Wrote her first album in a car outside her ex-best-friend's house
the numbers
- bpm
- 152
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.60
- vocal at
- 32.2s
- length
- 2:00
- language
- En
lyrics
I opened my door at nine There was one chair, now two in line One by the desk, one by the sink No note, no look, no time to think His hood was on the back of mine Two cups on the table, side by side You stared at me, then at the floor Like you'd always seen that chair before Second chair Second chair Second chair Second chair At Vons on Anaheim, you bought mint gum Said, “Grab the green one,” like it weighed nothing I laughed too hard, then bit my tongue Because your calm felt worse than being young The air was thick by the cracked-open window Your keys on the bowl, my boots in a row You moved my jacket off that chair Like it was yours and had been there Second chair Second chair Second chair Second chair At the laundromat by 4th and Atlantic I watched you fold my shirt like static Then you came home with a six-pack bruise And sat down there like you had news Second chair Second chair Second chair Second chair