What I shoulda said
Never shows his face
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- F# major
- energy
- 0.76
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.52
- vocal at
- 5.6s
- length
- 2:14
- language
- En
lyrics
I wrote it on receipt paper, folded in my glovebox by the wheel At two in the morning, pacing circles in the kitchen by the steel You never said the line I braced for, just your keys on the tray I practiced in the bathroom mirror till my jaw locked gray Thumb on the page, heart in my throat Mouth full of smoke, still I wouldn't let it go I had the words lined up neat Then you came home and killed the beat What I shoulda said What I shoulda said What I shoulda said What I shoulda said I kept your voice in my head while the dryer shook the floor Wore out the same two shoes on the tile by the back door Your coffee cup stayed in the sink, ring mark brown and wide I had my whole speech ready, but I let it slide What I shoulda said What I shoulda said What I shoulda said What I shoulda said Now the note's in my jacket, wrinkled stiff from the rain By the gas station pump, I rehearse it again You drove off past the parking lot, I watched the taillights fade And every perfect hard-word line just stayed where I made it What I shoulda said What I shoulda said What I shoulda said What I shoulda said