Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My heart went thin last night
On one missed chance too long
I keep the door half-open
But the room feels wrong
Every minute we spent together
Clings like smoke to my shirt
And I can’t wash you out
That’s the part that hurts
[Pre-Chorus]
I got questions in my teeth
And a storm behind my ribs
I’m holdin’ on to nothing
Still I don’t know what this is
I see your shadow in the glass
Then it fades when I blink
I’m lost in what we were
And what I think
[Chorus]
Every minute left
Every minute left
I feel you in my chest
Every minute left
Every minute left
I’m jealous of the rest
(Every minute left)
[Verse 2]
I walk past where we met
Same cracked floor, same air
My hands know your outline
Even when you’re not there
Empty in the morning
Numb by the evening rain
I laugh at other faces
Then I taste your name
[Pre-Chorus]
I keep turning all night
Like a loose wire in my skin
If I call, do you answer
Or just let it ring again?
I’m hard to hold together
I’m a fever, I’m a guess
And every little memory
Turns into a mess
[Chorus]
Every minute left
Every minute left
I feel you in my chest
Every minute left
Every minute left
I’m jealous of the rest
(Every minute left)
[Bridge]
Tell me what I’m supposed to do
With this ache and this shine
I’m not mad at the mirror
I’m mad at the time
If you ever come back through
Don’t come dressed like a ghost
Come real, come close
Come back before I close
[Final Chorus]
Every minute left
Every minute left
I feel you in my chest
Every minute left
Every minute left
I’m jealous of the rest
Every minute left
Every minute left
I’m haunted by the best
(Every minute left)
(Every minute left)
Details
GeneratedJun 9, 2026
Duration5:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hard rock blues jazz with a swaggering swung backbeat, overdriven guitar riffs against smoky upright bass and brushed kit, verses lean into tense stop-time phrases, pre-chorus climbs with gritty snare rolls and organ swells, chorus opens with stacked gang vocals and a bent-note guitar hook. Lead vocal stays close and cracked, with doubled lines on the hook, call-and-response ad-libs, tape-delay throws, and a saxophone fill between sections. Airy vinyl crackle, reversed cymbal swells, and a sudden half-time break before the final chorus. Dark, punchy, and sweaty in the mix., blues, hard rock, jazz
Credits
Prompt byunderestimated
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of Missed opportunity every minut. I feel Confused, lost, empty, numb , . I remember Every minute we spent together. It's hard to Not getting jealous. My favorite genre of music is Hard rock blues jazz.
