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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Coffee gets cold on the table
’Cause we’re busy keeping score
You roll your eyes at the movies
I’m halfway out the door
It’s always some small sentence
That turns to something cruel
We turn calm into a countdown
Like it’s all we know to do
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me why I miss you
While I’m walking away
Why I’m packing my bags
But I want you to stay (mm)
[Chorus]
Every little thing we fight
Turn the morning into midnight
Always picking sides
Saying goodbye
When we both know we’re lying
Every little tear
Every shout
Still I only want you around
If hurting’s how we hold on tight
Guess that’s why
Every little thing we fight
[Verse 2]
You hate when I’m always late
I hate when you shut down
We’re throwing words like dishes
Just to hear them hit the ground
We’re both so tired of being right
Too stubborn to give in
But even when your voice is shaking
I still want to let you in
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me why your silence
Is the loudest to me
Why I’m slamming the door
But I’m hoping you’ll speak (oh)
[Chorus]
Every little thing we fight
Turn the morning into midnight
Always picking sides
Saying goodbye
When we both know we’re lying
Every little tear
Every shout
Still I only want you around
If hurting’s how we hold on tight
Guess that’s why
Every little thing we fight
Details
GeneratedFeb 4, 2026
Duration2:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, Slow-blooming future bass ballad with male vocals; soft filtered keys and distant pads in the verses, intimate close-mic vocal. Pre-chorus brings rising synth swells and tuned vocal chops. Chorus drops into warm sidechained chords, thick sub, and bright top-line stacks; second hook adds airy harmonies and subtle vocal ad-libs for lift., slow
Credits
Prompt byOweeenandrew_
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A slow future bass song about how we always fight over everything, male, pop
