Yours no more

the numbers

bpm

96

key

A# major

energy

0.73

dance

0.93

valence

0.49

vocal at

4.9s

length

3:06

language

Sp

lyrics

You left your cap by the sink in July

Blue brim bent low where the dish towel dries

Your name on my phone still lights up red

But I keep that old song for the words you said

I drove past the Pearl with your cup in the dash

Felt that old hook punch like a blade made of glass

You took your last smoke from my porch by the gate

Now every clean note turns sharp with the wait

Yours no more

Yours no more

Yours no more

Yours no more

It plays in my truck, but it’s yours no more

Your boots by the door had mud from Bandera

Mine on the tile, same worn-out era

I found your receipt in the glove by the seat

Two tacos, one beer, and the heat from that week

Yours no more

Yours no more

Yours no more

Yours no more

It plays in my truck, but it’s yours no more

I still know the turn where you kissed me off Hemisfair

Right by the bench with the wet black hair

Now when that hook hits, I don’t call your name

I let it cut loose, I let it take blame

Yours no more

Yours no more

Yours no more

Yours no more

It plays in my truck, but it’s yours no more