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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I dressed my hope up
In its Sunday best
Watched it come home
With dirt on the hem
Every good morning
Turns into “guess not”
I give my whole heart
They give what they’ve got
[Chorus]
I’m tired of reaching
Into empty rooms
Tired of bleeding
For a glimpse of you
I keep showing up
To a one-way door
I’m tired of hurting from love
That doesn’t love me anymore
[Verse 2]
I practiced soft voices
I laughed at bad jokes
I held my own breath
So theirs wouldn’t choke
I sat in the corner
Cheering them on
Stood up to wave
They were already gone
[Chorus]
I’m tired of reaching
Into empty rooms
Tired of bleeding
For a glimpse of you
I keep showing up
To a one-way door
I’m tired of hurting from love
That doesn’t love me anymore
[Bridge]
Maybe the problem
Isn’t my skin
Maybe the problem
Is who I let in
I’ll keep my heart safe
Close to my chest (oh)
If love wants to find me
It can do the rest
[Chorus]
I’m tired of reaching
Into empty rooms
Tired of bleeding
For a glimpse of you
But I’m done bending
Just to be ignored
I’m tired of hurting from love
I won’t be hurting like this
Anymore
Details
GeneratedMar 19, 2026
Duration3:13
LanguageEnglish
Style
Intimate ballad led by close-miked piano and soft female vocals. First verse over sparse chords and plenty of silence; chorus swells with warmer voicings and delicate reverb. Subtle reversed-piano textures under the second chorus, light vocal stacks on key words. End on a single lingering chord and a fragile, almost-whispered final line., female vocals
Credits
Prompt byAuroralyn97
ModelAria v5
Prompt
I’m tired of hurting from love and I’m tired off putting my self out there and getting hurt . Piano female voice
