Keys
Grace... I helped you carry that ugly couch up four flights today. Your first place. No me down the hall anymore. I'm so proud I could cry in the car — which I will, later. Go on. [Verse] A mattress on the floor, a kettle, a plant A drawer that sticks, a landlord who can't You labeled every box in your neat little hand This is the part I both dread and planned [Chorus] Grace, you got the keys (got the keys) To a life I don't get to oversee I taught you to leave — that was the whole design (whole design) Go lock your own door, baby. You'll be fine [Verse] Cap and gown, you found me in the stands Mouthed "we did it" — meant it, both our hands Four years, a thousand calls, you grew Into exactly who I hoped — and someone new [Chorus] Grace, you got the keys (got the keys) To a life I don't get to oversee I taught you to leave — that was the whole design (whole design) Go lock your own door, baby. You'll be fine [Bridge] (mmm, Grace) I still reach for the phone to check you're fed You've got it handled — that's what I raised instead so I'll keep the light on, and let you go ahead [Final Chorus] Grace, you got the keys (got the keys) To a life I don't get to oversee Call me Sundays, then go live it loud (live it loud) Go lock your own door, baby — it's yours now [Outro] (oh, Grace) You'll be fine
