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[Verse 1]
I wrote your name in the margin
With a knife and a prayer
Tried to turn every soft thing
Into something I could swear
I counted all the bruises
Like they'd set me free
But every time I cursed your shadow
It still looked back like me
[Pre-Chorus]
I ran through every reason
I ran till I was sore
But every door I kicked in
Led me right back to your door
[Chorus]
I can only find love for you
I can only find love for you
I tore it all apart
Still you're stitched to my heart
I can only find love for you
(love for you)
[Verse 2]
I kept the old receipts
From the nights we almost broke
Coffee rings on your last note
And a shirt that smelled like smoke
I wanted bitter silence
Wanted stone in my chest
But your ghost kept saying softly
You were never my regret
[Pre-Chorus]
I ran through every reason
I ran till I was sore
But every door I kicked in
Led me right back to your door
[Chorus]
I can only find love for you
I can only find love for you
I tore it all apart
Still you're stitched to my heart
I can only find love for you
(love for you)
[Bridge]
As I end this story
Put the pen down slow
I searched for so many reasons
But the truth won't let me go
I wanted hate in ink
I wanted black and blue
But the final line I write
Is still the one I knew
[Final Chorus]
I can only find love for you
I can only find love for you
I tore it all apart
Still you're stitched to my heart
I can only find love for you
I can only find love for you
As I end this story
I can only find love for you
(love for you)
Details
GeneratedApr 29, 2026
Duration3:22
LanguageEnglish
Style
Pop punk with fast driving downstrokes, punchy bass and snap-back drums; verse rides tight half-time palm-mutes, pre-chorus opens with climbing gang vocals, chorus hits full-throttle with stacked doubles and shouted gang harmonies. Add pick slides, crash swells, and a short stop-start break before the last chorus. Bright, raw, and front-row loud with a sweaty punchy mix., pop, punk
Credits
Prompt by
thesilentsuffering
thesilentsufferingModelAria v5.5
Prompt
If I had to write the final sentence of a book I wrote on this love it would read as so; as I end this story, I've searched for so many reasons to hate you, but I can only find love for you, pop, punk
