One Word Too Many
Girard
One Word Too Many
[Verse 1]
I had you right where I wanted,
Curled up in candlelight glow.
We were dancing slow in the moment,
But oh, how fast love can go.
Then my lips moved faster than my mind,
A slip, a stumble, a line misaligned.
You froze, your eyes turned cold as stone,
And now I’m here drinking alone.
[Chorus]
One word too many, that’s all it took,
One little heartbreak written in my book.
I played my hand, I lost the game,
Now all I’ve got is my own damn shame.
I could beg, I could plead, but honey, you know,
Ain’t no rewind when the damage shows.
One word too many, now you’re gone…
And I’m singing the blues all night long.
(Saxophone solo, smooth and sorrowful, piano lightly follows.)
[Verse 2]
I should’ve stopped when I had the chance,
Should’ve let my silence dance.
But I pushed too hard, spoke too free,
And now your love’s just a ghost haunting me.
Whiskey don’t drown it, no matter how deep,
Regret’s a melody I can’t unsing.
If I could take it back, rewind the scene,
I’d bite my tongue and keep you with me.
[Chorus]
One word too many, that’s all it took,
One little heartbreak written in my book.
I played my hand, I lost the game,
Now all I’ve got is my own damn shame.
I could beg, I could plead, but honey, you know,
Ain’t no rewind when the damage shows.
One word too many, now you’re gone…
And I’m singing the blues all night long.
[Bridge] (Soft, sultry, intimate.)
Maybe someday you’ll hear this song,
Maybe you’ll hum along and know I was wrong.
But second chances don’t come easy, babe,
When love slips through like jazz notes fade.
(Music swells, sax cries out, drums pick up in intensity.)
[Final Chorus] (Big band energy, desperate yet smooth.)
One word too many, that’s all it took,
One little heartbreak written in my book.
I played my hand, I lost the game,
Now all I’ve got is my own damn shame.
I could beg, I could plead, but honey, you know,
Ain’t no rewind when the damage shows.
One word too many, now you’re gone…
And I’m singing the blues all night long.
[Outro] (Soft, sultry whisper, as the music slows to a smoky fade.)
One word too many, babe…
Now all I’ve got is this sad serenade.
(Final saxophone wail, slow piano chord, then silence.)
