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Notice how much repetition, simple language, and how clean and clear is the main message in the chorus. What message do you want your listener to walk away from the song knowing? This is your chorus. What small moment shows a great example of that main message? This is your first verse. The third tip for writing song lyrics is write like you speak. We speak English, we write English, we tell stories from our lives, and have meaningful conversations with friends.

But for some reason as soon as we start lyric writing, we believe those skills are not enough. We get obscenely abstract and poetic; we contort the language to get our rhymes to fall at the ends of the lines even when the content no longer makes sense.

Because we almost failed high school English class? But keep in mind that the most important quality of a great lyric is authenticity. Write like you would if you were relaying the story to a small group of people who care about you and what you have to say. Try writing a simple verse such as four or six lines moving into a chorus with lots of repetition. Or, try starting a song with the chorus. I wanna go out but I wanna stay home. Why you so eager to please? I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Gets harder in the winter, gotta be a fake or shiver, It takes a great deal out of me. I like you despise you admire you what are we gonna do when everything all falls through? Dirty clothes, I suppose, we all outgrow ourselves.

Porcelain I found you at the store, pretty as porcelain. All different sizes and all shades of green, slashing it down just seems kinda mean. I make mistakes until I get it right.

Oh the calamity I wanna go to sleep for an eternity…who am I to deny myself a pawn? An eye for an eye for an eye for an eye, I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire. Small Talk do you have any siblings? I lay awake at three, staring at the ceiling. Come round to mine, we can swap clothes and drink wine all night.

Leave your shoes at the door, along with your troubles. Thank you for cooking for me, I had a really nice evening, just you and me.

Aqua Profonda I saw you in the lane next to me. You were doing free-style. Then you switched it around to a little bit of backstroke.

I had goggles on. They were getting foggy. I much prefer swimming to jogging. I tried my very best to impress you, held my breath longer than I normally do. I was getting dizzy. My hair was wet n frizzy. Sunk like a stone. Like a first owners home loan. When I came to, you and your towel were gone. Boxing Day Blues Revisited How was your day? Mine was OK. Worked my fingers down to the bone. How about you, what did you do? Spent my whole night dreaming of you. Like a Christmas tree on Boxing Day: thrown away.

Why don't you feel for me anymore? I'm feeling fine, except the times I'm not. Why you so calm? I wanna shout. I wanna rip my goddamn throat out. We're just like two icebergs in climate change: drifting away. Why do you feel for me anyway?

Envy is thin because it bites but never eats. Hey Debbie Downer turn that frown upside down and just be happy. Boring, neurotic everything that I despise. We had some lows we had some mids we had some highs. You have made your bed, I know better than to sleep in it. Better off dead than the hell that will become of it. I take pieces of myself from everyone around me.

History Eraser I got drunk and fell asleep atop the sheets but luckily i left the heater on. We drifted to a party — cool. The people went to arty school. They made their paints by mixing acid wash and lemonade.

In my brain I re-arrange the letters on the page to spell your name. I touched on and off and rubbed my arm up against yours and still the inspector inspected me. The lady in the roof was living proof that nothing really ever is exactly as it seems.

We caught the river boat downstream and ended up beside a team of angry footballers. Kim's Caravan Watermarks on the ceiling. I see a dead seal on the beach. Guess it just wants to die? So take what you want from me. All I wanna say is…. Ode To Odetta I sing high, you sing low. I sing plain, you sing pretty. Everything you say sounds easy.

A drowning flower caught my eye and I had to come on up for air. I am normally pretty forgiving but only if you are. Climb aboard the wagon when it comes on through. Look over my shoulder when I talk to you. Pickles From The Jar I say dance, you say dance. I say France, you say France. I say Hugh, you say Grant. I say pot, you say plant. Oh, chalk and cheese, we rarely see eye to eye. I am dumb, you are smart.

We are fifteen years apart. I say ooh, you say aah. I am careful, you like scars. I like pickles from the jar. I say You, you say Am I. You like mornings, I like nights. You say Christopher, I say Walken. You love, I love Christopher Walken!!! I guess at least we have got one thing in common. Scotty Says In my wallet is a photo of you. The day we split I ripped it in two. Stuck it back together with glue. Tear my posters down from the wall. Everything I owned I sold. In my pocket is a bottle of blue.

I made a lot of money in my days. Spent it all on the current craze. Can't wait for you to go away cos i just crave that meagre taste yeah.