Spare Key

[Verse 1] I keep it on the same split ring Second key from the end So I can find it without looking Like a practiced habit It taps my leg when I am walking Then I switch it to the other side I tell myself it is just metal But my hand keeps checking anyway [Pre-Chorus] I do not call, I do not drive there I do not ask to be let in I do not circle the old block I do not turn down that street again [Chorus] I keep a spare key Like it still means something Like I am expected Like I could come back I keep a spare key And I hate the habit It is proof I am waiting Even when I act like I am not [Verse 2] I have rules for ordinary days No old streets, no wrong turns If it clinks, I close my hand If it bites, I shift it At night I empty out my pockets Coins and dust in a row And the key sits there in the bowl Like a question with no door Some nights my hand goes looking Half asleep, automatic Like I am still trying to get in Before I can stop it [Pre-Chorus] I do not call, I do not drive there I do not ask to be let in I do not stand there in the dark And pretend it would open again [Chorus] I keep a spare key Like it still means something Like I am expected Like I could come back [Bridge] Morning: left pocket, always So it will not hit my leg If my hand goes there on instinct I make myself release Night: key down last in the bowl Then I check the lock three times Not because it is my door Because it keeps it off my mind [Final Chorus] I keep a spare key Like it still means something Like I am expected Like I could come back I keep a spare key And I hate the habit It is proof I am waiting Until I finally am not