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Junie Halloway

Second ring, second ring

Wrote her first album in a car outside her ex-best-friend's house

the numbers

bpm
152
key
G minor
energy
0.67
dance
0.95
valence
0.56
vocal at
17.9s
length
2:16
language
En

lyrics

3:07, thumb on glass

My room smells like dry shampoo and gas

One cracked charger, one cracked lip

You pick up fast, you never miss

Purple sheets and a busted fan

Face in the glow of my left hand

Half-awake, but you still get it

You say my name like you already know it

I don’t need a speech

I need your breath

I’m in the backseat

Of my own mess

Second ring, second ring

Second ring, second ring

You answer, you answer

You answer on the second ring

Wet shoes by the apartment door

Mascara line on the bathroom floor

I drop my keys in the cereal bowl

You ask one thing and you take control

You say, “Talk slow, I’m here”

I say, “Don’t laugh, I’m near tears”

You know my face through the static crack

You know the road when I can’t look back

Second ring, second ring

Second ring, second ring

You answer, you answer

You answer on the second ring

Sunrise leaking through the blinds

I’m still shaking, you’re still fine

Cold fries in a paper bag

You made me eat, then you made me laugh

Second ring, second ring

Second ring, second ring

You answer, you answer

You answer on the second ring