Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I put my last dime on us
Set it down in your hand
Thought if I loved you harder
You’d finally understand
You talked in shiny circles
Like gold on a paper cup
I kept on drinking your promises
Till I had enough
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I see it plain
In the morning light
Some folks mean it kindly
Still they never fit right
[Chorus]
Empty words, empty words
They kept me on my knees
Empty words, empty words
Don’t make a home out of me
You can be a good person
Still not my person
Empty words, empty words
I’m done believing these
[Verse 2]
I used to call it hoping
Now I call it waste
Every sweet thing you swore to me
Turned to copper taste
So I bought my own back
With every hard-earned pay
Put my name on my own life
And watched the hurt fade gray
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I know my worth
Ain’t a thing you lend
I can wish you well, baby
And still walk to my end
[Chorus]
Empty words, empty words
They kept me on my knees
Empty words, empty words
Don’t make a home out of me
You can be a good person
Still not my person
Empty words, empty words
I’m done believing these
[Bridge]
I’m not mad at the weather
I’m just done standing in it
You were never mine to keep
And I’m finished
[Chorus]
Empty words, empty words
They kept me on my knees
Empty words, empty words
Don’t make a home out of me
You can be a good person
Still not my person
Empty words, empty words
I’m done believing these
Details
GeneratedJul 17, 2026
Duration4:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
Blues shuffle with brushed drums, bent electric guitar, walking bass, and a slow backbeat; verse rides dry and conversational, pre-chorus tightens with rising guitar fills, chorus opens on a sustained cry with gang vocal repeats, and a short bridge strips to voice and guitar before the final chorus. Gravelly male vocals with close-mic intimacy, doubled hook lines, and small delay throws on key phrases; turnarounds use slide swells and a cassette-hiss texture. Mix is warm, smoky, and punchy., blues
Credits
Prompt byFierceAnthem489
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
blues: finally choosing/investing in myself, letting go of what I hoped I would have with you. Realizing you’re full of empty words/promises. Understanding you can be a good person but not my person.
