The best songs have a good chorus.
I am working on a new song called “Grown Man Cry.” I wrote three verses and they felt complete. I said everything that I wanted to convey. It didn’t need a chorus. But every time I ran through the song, I found myself inserting a couple of extra measures between the verses. These measures eventually expanded into a nice countermelody. I decided to give it a chance as a chorus. It seems as though there are no words that are up to the task. It seems that some guttural “ahs” are the only thing that feels right. It’s a song about crying, weeping, and wailing. It needed something to break the tension, a chance to breathe.
A collective sigh is enough. It’s a good chorus.