Four To The Floor (DEMO)

Don’t tell me which songs 

I can sing outside my home

Because I’ve spent too long

Singing In this room alone

If you don’t like what they say

Do better next time

At the end of the day

I’m just trying to rhyme

Over a few chords

And the four to the floor

So don’t tell me which songs

I can sing outside my room

Has it been too long

Or is it far too soon

They’re not meant to be mean

They’re not meant to be kind

Just a hurt boy

Singing his mind.

Over a few chords

And the four to the floor 

So don’t tell me which songs

I can sing outside my head

Is it only okay when I

Sing them in your bed

With a dose of ambiguity 

The context will stay with you and me

A few chords

And the four to the floor