Show me slow
Her mother's wedding recordings, cut up beyond recognition and rebuilt
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- F minor
- energy
- 0.75
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.50
- vocal at
- 1.3s
- length
- 2:56
- language
- Ar
lyrics
You stood by the sink with the blue tile chip Your hands on the mug like you knew the script You said turn the knob, then you turned it wrong I laughed in the hall, you let me stay long You pointed at screws with a butter knife You missed the right slot, then you tried all night The kettle hissed hard by the cracked red plate You said try it again, and I missed my place You count to three, then stop My fingers fumble, drop by drop You show me where to look Then let me find the hook Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow At the bus stop bench with the peeled black paint You drew me a map on a receipt, half-stained You mixed up the stops, then you fixed your line With your thumb on the edge of the bus door sign You held the drill wrong near the window frame Still you stayed beside me, saying it by name I cut one wire too short, you shook your head Then you handed me tape from the toolbox bed You count to three, then stop My fingers fumble, drop by drop You show me where to look Then let me find the hook Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow You never made it easy You made it make sense One bad step, one more try Till the room felt less tense Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow Show me slow