Wrong number, right heart
Vintage dealer by day; every song is built around a synth she refused to sell
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- D minor
- energy
- 0.69
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.62
- vocal at
- 8.6s
- length
- 2:45
- language
- It
lyrics
At Porta Romana, rain on my sleeve I typed your name, then hit send too soon One blue bubble under the cafe eave To the wrong chat, at ten after noon You said, “Who’s this?” I said, “Don’t mind” Then you sent back “Call me tonight” Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Now your name stays on my screen In my flat on Via Valtellina The red phone light kept blinking by the sink You asked for coffee near the Galleria I wore my silver heels and didn’t think You said, “Walk out” I grabbed my coat The elevator Held that note Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Now your name stays on my screen A missed text, a train, a quick hello Your leather bag, my broken lip gloss By the Duomo, we moved slow One mistake, but it was no loss Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Wrong number, right heart Now your name stays on my screen