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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I lit my days like cheap cigars
Burned the ends
Then tossed the scars
I played the king in plastic crowns
Laughing while my house fell down
You were the mirror in the bar
Fogged with my excuses
I kissed your patience in the dark
Tasted what the truth is
[Pre-Chorus]
Now every clock is licking at my neck
Every nightstand lamp just stares
My shadow’s wearing black for me
Like it knows I’m almost there
[Chorus]
I was wrong all along
Thought I owned the fire
You were heat
You were home
I was just desire
Now the bed knows your name
More than I ever did
Life’s closing like a silk dress
Sliding off your skin
I was wrong
Wrong all along
[Verse 2]
My heartbeat’s got a busted valve
Sings your name
Then coughs it out
The ceiling fan keeps spinning lies
Slinging sweat and alibis
The whiskey glass forgives too fast
But the sheets still cross-examine
Your lipstick ghost on my last shirt
Smirks like it’s the last one standing
[Pre-Chorus]
Every hallway breathes your perfume back
Walls lean in to watch me crash
The future waits in high-heeled hate
Tapping out its ruthless laugh
[Chorus]
I was wrong all along
Thought I bent the night
You were storm
You were song
I was neon light
Now the bed knows your name
More than I ever did
Life’s closing like a silk dress
Sliding off your skin
I was wrong
Wrong all along
[Bridge]
My past climbs in my lap
Runs its fingers through my hair (oh)
Says
“Baby
This is it
This is how regret will stare”
Time’s a jealous lover
Pulling at my throat
Every breath a borrowed bill
On a tab I never wrote
[Chorus]
I was wrong all along
Thought I’d never fade
You were prayer
You were pulse
I was just the blade
Now the bed knows your name
More than I ever did
Life’s ending like a slow song
On your bitten lip
I was wrong
Wrong all along
(wrong all along, yeah)
Details
GeneratedFeb 6, 2026
Duration3:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
Smoky modern torch ballad, slow 6/8 groove, brushed drums and upright bass, tremolo guitar and dusty Rhodes; male vocals dripping with swagger and ache. Verse stays intimate and hushed, pre-chorus adds harmony swells, chorus blooms with soaring belt and stacked backgrounds, final pass leans into raspy, almost spoken seduction over a simmering, sweaty band swell., soulful, slow
Credits
Prompt by
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Prompt
A soulful slow sexy heart pulling torch song about realizing that your life is over and you were wrong along… modern vintage metaphor allegory symbolism personification swagger mojo sex sweaty hot 🥵
