This post contains our favorite combination of "perfect rhymes" and "near rhymes". Near rhymes are words you may have to stretch or exaggerate for songwriting and poems.
Welcome to this guide on the best words that rhyme with tire!
Here you’ll find the top 100 words and phrases for rhyming the word ‘tire’ in a poem or song lyrics.
You’ll also find some example lyrics that incorporate rhymes of the word tire.
Pretty cool huh?
Let’s get started…
Words That Rhyme With Tire
Acquire
Aspire
Entire
Inspire
Perspire
Require
Admire
Attire
Desire
Expire
Friar
Vampire
Sire
Buyer
Conspire
Prior
Squire
Choir
Fire
Flyer
Gyre
Mire
Pryer
Shire
Spire
Supplier
Tire-biter
Transpire
Briar
Co-wire
Empire
Higher
Ire
Maguire
Quire
Retire
Rewire
Satire
Underwire
Umpire
Viers
Walleye pike
Windward gyre
Xyresic
Yawing gyre
Zaire
Zirconium fire
Acetylene torch fire
Bonfire
Carbon copy buyer
Phrases That Rhyme With Tire
Acquire new attire
Aspire higher
Entire choir
Inspire desire
Perspire in the fire
Require a buyer
Admire the sapphire
Put on the attire
Desire to retire
Expire like a vampire
Friar’s attire
Vampire’s ire
Sire’s choir
First-time buyer
Conspire with a liar
Prior commitment
Squire’s attire
Join the choir
Fire on the pyre
Flyer for hire
Whirling gyre
Stuck in the mire
Pryer’s pliers
Shire’s sapphire
Spiral spire
Supplier of wire
Tire-biter’s ire
Transpire in the mire
Briar in the briar
Co-wire to inspire
Empire’s entire
Aspire even higher
Ire that won’t expire
Maguire’s empire
Quire for the choir
Retire in style
Rewire with a smile
Satire that’s dire
Underwire in the fire
Umpire’s attire
Viers of desire
Walleye pike on the fire
Windward gyre’s empire
Xyresic acid’s ire
Yawing gyre’s dire
Zaire’s entire
Zirconium fire’s spire
Acetylene torch fire’s ire
Bonfire’s glowing fire
Carbon copy buyer’s desire
Example Poem/Song Using Tire
In the heat of the fire, my mind does aspire,
To create something new, something to admire.
But my hands start to perspire, my body feels tired,
As I toil away, never wanting to retire.
I require focus, to avoid the briar,
To stay on course, and not conspire.
To be a supplier, of creative wire,
And bring forth new ideas, that never expire.
Through the spire of smoke, I see the choir,
Their voices ringing, higher and higher.
And I know that with each passing hour,
I’ll keep pushing forward, never to tire.
