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I Held On Too Long 1 by Michelle

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I Held On Too Long 1

country ballad,female vocals

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Lyrics
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(Verse 1)
There’s a photo in my dash wrapped in a thumbprint haze,
A porch light on at midnight where we used to say our names.
Your jacket still smells like summer on the back of that old seat,
But the space beside me’s hollow and the radio won’t keep.
(Pre-Chorus)
I kept replaying your small kindness like a prayer I never meant,
Mistaking quiet for comfort, holding on to what was spent.
(Chorus)
I held on too long — fingers numb from the hold,
Singing to an empty room, keeping warm a story cold.
I held on too long — and love turned into song,
That I sang for you, while you were already gone.
(Verse 2)
I’m sorry for the hard things, the nights I couldn’t bend,
For trying to see your angle when my view wouldn’t mend.
You left your chances on the shoulder, chasing shadows down the road,
You chased a ghost from our past and never turned to load.
(Pre-Chorus)
There’s a rusted ring on the dashboard where your promise used to sit,
I learned the difference between wanting and what’s honest.
(Chorus)
I held on too long — fingers numb from the hold,
Singing to an empty room, keeping warm a story cold.
I held on too long — and love turned into song,
That I sang for you, while you were already gone.
(Bridge)
You asked me for the lines I’d memorize in front of strangers’ eyes,
So I played the part you needed, learned to laugh while I disguised.
But the truth gets thin in good light, and the curtain finally fell,
I’ll hum along to your old tune, but I won’t pretend it’s well.
(Chorus — softer)
I held on too long — those nights ate at my bones,
I kept your name like a coin I turned when I was alone.
I held on too long — and now I’m letting go,
Not with a war cry, just the quiet room and the stereo.
(Outro)
There’s dust on my porches, there’s dawn on the road I walk,
I’ll fold up the photograph and stop answering when you talk.
I’ll play along as long as you keep that faded spark,
But I’m learning how to notice when it’s time to leave the dark.
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