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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Met a girl on a Thursday night
She smiled like she knew my name
I gave her my best sweet side
She played it like a little game
I sent her half my heart
She took it like it was light
Now I’m staring at my phone
Like I lost some kind of fight
[Pre-Chorus]
I fell too hard
I fell too fast
She stood still
And let it pass
I kept the score
She cut me loose
Now I don’t know
What I was to you
[Chorus]
Too hard, too fast
Too hard, too fast
Did you want me
Or just my glow?
Too hard, too fast
Too hard, too fast
Was I enough
Or just too close?
[Verse 2]
Maybe I read it wrong
Maybe I wanted the win
Maybe she liked the chase
More than the one she let in
Did she use my name
To fill a quiet room?
Or was I just not her type
When the night turned to noon?
[Pre-Chorus]
I fell too hard
I fell too fast
She stood still
And let it pass
I kept the score
She cut me loose
Now I don’t know
What I was to you
[Chorus]
Too hard, too fast
Too hard, too fast
Did you want me
Or just my glow?
Too hard, too fast
Too hard, too fast
Was I enough
Or just too close?
[Bridge]
If I was never the one
Then why’d you pull me near?
Why’d you make it feel so real
Then disappear?
Maybe I loved the idea
More than the girl in front of me
Still I’m learning how to leave
What never wanted to stay
[Chorus]
Too hard, too fast
Too hard, too fast
Did you want me
Or just my glow?
Too hard, too fast
Too hard, too fast
Was I enough
Or just too close?
Details
GeneratedJul 24, 2026
Duration4:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
House-jazz with a laid-back four-on-the-floor pulse, swung shakers, walking bass accents, and brushed electric-piano chords; verse rides sparse drums and upright bass, pre-chorus strips to claps and filtered keys, chorus opens with bright synth stabs and a tight sax riff. Breathy lead vocal with doubled chorus lines, ad-lib echoes, and short delay throws. Vinyl crackle, reversed piano swells, and hand percussion lifts. Glossy but smoky mix., jazz
Credits
Prompt byStellarPhoenix
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Met a girl,thought she was into me! I fell to hard and to fast. She didn’t fall at all. Did she just use me? was I not good enough, or not what she was looking for?, House, Jazz
