Track · May 4, 2026 · English
Cruelest Thing
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Day after day
I try to forget you again
But the memory
Finds the crack in my hands
It brings up things
In a life I don't live anymore
Old postcards, old rain
On a floor I don't walk on
[Pre-Chorus]
And I keep reaching
For a door that’s already gone
Every little detail
Keeps me hanging on
[Chorus]
Day after day
I let you come back
Day after day
You know where I crack
The cruelest thing
One could do to themselves
Is keep that room open
And call it a spell
(Day after day)
(Again and again)
[Verse 2]
I saw your name
On a receipt in my coat
Three small words
And I lost my throat
The kettle hissed
The whole room turned thin
I was right here
But I fell back in
[Pre-Chorus]
And I keep reaching
For a door that’s already gone
Every little detail
Keeps me hanging on
[Chorus]
Day after day
I let you come back
Day after day
You know where I crack
The cruelest thing
One could do to themselves
Is keep that room open
And call it a spell
(So come back)
(Then leave me)
[Bridge]
Maybe one day
Your face will lose its edge
Maybe one day
I’ll sleep through the ache
But tonight it’s still
Your name on my tongue
And this tired heart
Still thinks you’re the one
[Final Chorus]
Day after day
I let you come back
Day after day
You know where I crack
The cruelest thing
One could do to themselves
Is keep that room open
And call it a spell
Day after day
I’m learning to stand
Day after day
I unclench my hands
The cruelest thing
Was holding the door
Now I’m letting you fade
I can’t guard you anymore
(Again and again)
(Again and again)
Style
acoustic folk ballad with male vocalsfingerpicked guitarbrushed percussionand a slow 6/8 sway; verse stays intimate and close-micpre-chorus opens with higher harmony and a held guitar chordchorus lands with doubled vocal lines and a small tambourine lift; bridge drops to bare guitar and breathy delivery before the final chorus returns with soft gang harmonieswarm organic mixwoodsy and closemale vocalsacousticenglish
Prompt
Day after day...
I try to forget you again,
But the memory,
Brings up things
In a life I don't
Live in anymore,
It's the cruelest thing
One could do to themselves,
Male vocals, acoustic
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Prompt byEternalCrown116
GeneratedMay 4, 2026
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