Stopped checking, stopped checking
Three sisters, one of whom is not actually a sister, and nobody will say which
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- E minor
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.96
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 7.6s
- length
- 2:02
- language
- En
lyrics
Smashed coffee cup by the sink last night Your hoodie on the chair, blue and white I scrolled your name at the tram stop bench Now my thumb just twitches, then I left Phone face down on the Formica slab Keys in the bowl, I didn’t look back I laughed at the dog on the neighbor’s lawn Then I caught myself, and the itch was gone Stopped checking, stopped checking Stopped checking, stopped checking I let it spin, then I let it slide Stopped checking, stopped checking Flats on the lino, rain on the tin Fourteen minutes late to Brunswick again Saw your face in a shopfront glass Kept walking hard, let the moment pass Train doors shut with a tinny squeal My thumb stayed still on the cracked-up screen No fresh photo, no mess to scan Just my own breath in a cut-up hand Stopped checking, stopped checking Stopped checking, stopped checking I let it spin, then I let it slide Stopped checking, stopped checking Fluoro hum in the servo aisle Cheap chips, sore feet, and a crooked smile I thought I’d need you to get through Turns out I don’t, and that’s the truth Stopped checking, stopped checking Stopped checking, stopped checking I let it spin, then I let it slide Stopped checking, stopped checking