Текст песни Key in the Mailbox - Silas Price

7 a.m. on a Saturday
I'm usually up first, she the last awake
(That Means!)
I get a few minutes to thank God for you
Kiss on her cheek as I grab her face
No woman out here ever had her grace
She wakes up and tell me, she through
What?

Pushed you away, now you have to go
Refuse to stay, can't say that you wrong
Quick to show anger but with love, I be slow
Really hard to let my feelings show, I'm a fool
But I know my choice is always going to be you
If you called right now, I swear to God, I'm coming through
She done left away and took away my damn heart
Only thing she left was a key in the mailbox
Can't believe she left her key in the mailbox
Can't believe she left her key in the

I'm the one who always kept with real with ya
More real than your friends or your real sister
In Vegas in the mirror taking still pictures
I'll be honest, its been months but I still miss ya
3 a.m. on Sunday
Thought we were a round trip, guess it was a one way
If we knew, would we'd ever left the runway
Right One, wrong time, or just the wrong place
(Right one, maybe wrong time or wrong place)

Refuse to say that you was ever wrong
Pushed me away, now I have to go!
Quick to show anger but with love, you be slow
Let your feelings show, stop trying to play it cool!
If you had the choice, would you pick me and you?
If I called right now, girl, are you coming through?
She left away and took away my damn heart
Only thing she left was a key in the mailbox
Yeah
Only thing left was a key in the mailbox
For real? (Yeah)
Can't believe that she left her key in the mailbox
Looking in the mirror, swear it's my damn fault
Blame is always on me
Locked down my heart and she took the only key!