SPARE KEY
Was internet-famous at seventeen for the wrong thing and made an aesthetic out of it
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 117
- key
- F# major
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.92
- valence
- 0.45
- vocal at
- 28.8s
- length
- 2:22
- language
- En
lyrics
(spare key) You gave me a key in April and I've never used the door I've had it on a ring with nothing else for eight months straight And I take it out at traffic lights and look at it some more And I have never once turned up at yours, not once, not late Because the key is not an invitation The key is you making sure I don't ask for one Spare key, spare key, you gave me metal, not a room Spare key, spare key, you gave me almost, not a yes And I have kept it like an answer to a question I assume And I already know the answer and the answer is a mess I nearly went in August. Sat outside. Engine on. And a light went on upstairs and I drove home before dawn. Spare key, spare key, you gave me metal, not a room Spare key, spare key, you gave me almost, not a yes And I have kept it like an answer to a question I assume And I already know the answer and the answer is a mess (not a yes)