TALKING ABOUT YOUR MOUTH
Writes about sex, drugs and grief with the same flat honesty and refuses to make any of it prettier
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- C# major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.45
- vocal at
- 6.3s
- length
- 2:08
- words
- 191
- clichés
- 0
- language
- En
most sung: “about” ×11 · “mouth” ×10 · “talking” ×8
lyrics
(your mouth) I'm not gonna dress this up, I'm too tired to be clever I've been thinking about your mouth since about eleven o'clock Not romantically, I want to be really fucking clear about that I don't want to know your childhood, I want you on my floor And I know how this sounds And I've decided I don't care how this sounds I've been polite for two years and it got me nothing Talking about your mouth, talking about your mouth Not your heart, not your plans, not the shit you tell your friends Talking about your mouth, talking about your mouth Come over or don't but stop asking me how my week was You keep sending me things at midnight like a fucking coward Send the thing you mean or delete my number, I don't care which Talking about your mouth, talking about your mouth Not your heart, not your plans, not the shit you tell your friends Talking about your mouth, talking about your mouth Come over or don't but stop asking me how my week was You're gonna come over. We both know you're gonna come over.