"I Can't Tell Any More", the first Lyric in response to a K. C. Turner Songwriting Club website I stumbled into. The site offered that title and challenged its members to write a Lyric for it. I'm not a member but I did conceive a Lyric. It had a negative angle. A couple days later I wrote another one with a positive angle. It was just an exercise in trying to tell a coherent story.
This one employs a Refrain-Type Chorus, a single Line ending each Verse. It employs a Bridge to break the Repetition, enabling a Third Verse to complete the Storyline, and a Coda to end.

"I Can't Tell Any More", Copyright March 25, 2020, by Gary E. Andrews.
(Verse I)
Everything I do is wrong, to hear you tell it.
The rose you gave me once is dead. I cain't smell it!
I keep tryin' to please you. I don't know what for.
Do you still love me? I Can't Tell Any More.

(Verse II)
Every time I hear that song we used to dance to,
It reminds me of the things that now I can't do.
I let you win the fights. I'm tired of keeping score.
Do I still love you? I Can't Tell Any More.

(Bridge)
I can't tell right from wrong.
I fight temptation.
Was it ever love,
of just infatuation?

(Verse III)
Well tonight you're in the mood. You snuggle to me.
I'd like to tell you that I'm not. You'd see through me.
So we go through the motions. You leave me wanting more.
Is this still love? I Can't Tell Any More.

(Coda)
Do you still love me? I Can't Tell Any More.
Do I still love you? I Can't Tell Any More.
Is this still love? I Can't Tell Any More.


And here's the other Lyric. It employs the same Refrain-Type Chorus, Bridge, a Third Verse and Coda.
Many Songs don't find a Third Verse and employ a Bridge to break the Repetition of Verse/Chorus, Verse/Chorus, and enable a final giving of a Stanza-Type Chorus to end. It's important not to go too long.

"I Can't Tell Any More" Copyright March 27, 2020 by Gary E. Andrews.
(Verse I)
I can tell you 'bout her eyes, When she gets that 'come on' look.
I can tell you how she lies, 'bout what goes wrong when she cooks.
I can tell you 'bout the stories, she reads about in books,
But when we close that bedroom door, I Can't Tell Any More.

(Verse II)
I can show you 'round her garden, where she had me dig it up.
I can tell you 'bout the bargain, she got me on this truck.
I can tell you how I'm grateful, but it never is enough.
When we close that bedroom door, I Can't Tell Any More.

(Bridge)
It's private! It's personal! It's just for her and me.
It's something that we do, for only us to see.
It's a pact we don't ignore. I Can't Tell Any More.

(Verse III)
Let me tell you 'bout our vows, we read on our wedding day.
Let me tell you 'bout her house, where I stay out o' her way.
I won't tell you about her kiss, or the games she likes to play.
When we close that bedroom door, I Can't Tell Any More.
(Coda)
When we close that bedroom door, I Can't Tell Any More.
I Can't Tell Any More.

Last edited by Gary E. Andrews; 10/17/22 02:14 PM.
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