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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You were laughing on the hallway floor
Bare feet, paint on the bedroom door
Paper plates, red wine on the couch
First night in our brand‑new house
You said, "This is where our story starts"
Hung your jacket on my beating heart
Thought forever meant we’d work it out
Guess I learned what forever’s about
[Chorus]
Now this bed got too much space
All your frames turned to a stranger’s face
You got drunk and you let me down
Burned this little dream to the ground
I’m hopeless, hollow, talking to the walls
Every echo just repeats it all
Feels so wrong just breathing here without you
In the house I built for two
[Verse 2]
Your mug’s still by the kitchen sink
Lipstick stain I can’t unsee
Friends all say I should box you up
But I still freeze when I touch your stuff
I drive past that bar on Maple Lane
Park outside and taste the blame
Wonder if you even think of me
Or if the truth just drowns in whiskey
[Chorus]
’Cause this bed got too much space
All your frames turned to a stranger’s face
You got drunk and you let me down
Burned this little dream to the ground
I’m hopeless, hollow, talking to the walls
Every echo just repeats it all
Feels so wrong just breathing here without you
In the house I built for two
[Bridge]
Will there come a day these rooms feel clean
When your ghost don’t climb into my dreams
I don’t know how to pack this pain
Or love myself again
[Chorus]
This bed still has too much space
But I’m changing out the picture frames
You got drunk, yeah, you let me down
I’m sifting through the ashes now
Still hopeless, hollow, learning how to stand
One small heartbeat, shaking in my hand
Maybe someday I’ll walk out and leave this town
But tonight I’m just not ready
To tear this first dream down
Details
GeneratedFeb 27, 2026
Duration3:19
LanguageEnglish
Style
country, Modern country ballad with male vocals, gentle fingerpicked acoustic as the spine, warm slide guitar swells. First verse intimate and hushed, chorus widens with steady kick, bass, and soft organ pad. Subtle backing harmonies on the hook. Final chorus strips back to just vocal and guitar for a raw, confessional close., healing
Credits
Prompt by
ChazzTheSpazz
ChazzTheSpazzModelAria v5
Prompt
My heart is broken because of She got drunk and cheated. I feel Hopeless, Hollow, alone, and . I remember The first night in our house. It's hard to Healing and moving . My favorite genre of music is Country.
