Lyrics
[Intro]
I miss us...
I miss us...
[Verse 1]
We don’t fight like we used to,
Now we barely even speak.
Too busy carrying the
weight we won’t admit we keep.
Your jacket’s still on my chair,
Your keyring by the bowl.
Little traces in the hallway
that still know how to pull.
[Pre-Chorus]
And I keep reaching out
to a place that’s gone thin,
like your name on my mouth
when I try not to give in.
[Chorus]
I miss us, I miss us
(oh, I miss us)
I miss us, I miss us
I miss the way we fit.
Don’t say it’s over yet
(don’t say it)
I still feel it in my chest
I miss us, I miss us
[Verse 2]
You laugh at the old photos,
then you turn your face away.
I pretend I’m doing better,
but the truth won’t stay away.
There’s a dent in the bed
where you used to fall asleep.
And the house feels too honest
when the night gets deep.
[Pre-Chorus]
And I keep reaching out
to a place that’s gone thin,
like your name on my mouth
when I try not to give in.
[Chorus]
I miss us, I miss us
(oh, I miss us)
I miss us, I miss us
I miss the way we fit.
Don’t say it’s over yet
(don’t say it)
I still feel it in my chest
I miss us, I miss us
[Bridge]
If you’re half a step away,
I’ll meet you in the dark.
Bring the version of us
that still knew how to start.
No big speech, no grand goodbye,
just look at me like then.
We can leave the hurt outside
and try us once again.
[Final Chorus]
I miss us, I miss us
(oh, I miss us)
I miss us, I miss us
I miss the way we fit.
Don’t say it’s over yet
(don’t say it)
I still feel it in my chest
I miss us, I miss us
I miss us, I miss us
(come back now)
I miss us, I miss us
I miss us, I miss us
Details
GeneratedJul 1, 2026
Duration4:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Alt-pop ballad with a slow sway and restrained pulse; verse stays sparse with piano and low pad support, pre-chorus opens into suspended chords, and chorus lifts on a short repeatable hook with stacked harmonies. Close-mic lead vocal, breathy doubles on key lines, delayed throws on the title phrase, faint reverse swells into transitions, and a clean wide mix that feels intimate and aching., soft, ambient
Credits
Prompt byPxpigali
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
[Intro] (Soft piano + ambient pads)
(Whisper)
“I miss us…”
⸻
Verse 1
(Soft. Intimate. Almost like you’re talking.)
We don’t fight like we used to,
Now we barely even speak.
Too busy carrying the
