This is a pop-punk song intended to be about the classic trope of “Splitting a Room in Half” (time-waster warning: TVTropes link).

I imagine a fully fleshed out version would be something like a downtempo Ramones-inspired pop-punk tune, like “Crying in My Beer” by Screeching Weasel or “Number One” by the Queers. I had come up with a little lead guitar line and intended to do a tiny bit of multi-tracking, with the recording uploaded being an earlier demo. However, I ran out of motivation and had to go with what I had. So imagine the “Na na na’s” that open the song are instead a lead guitar line. Since I was still forming the song in my head when recording this version, I also had forgotten the fully riff by the time I got to its second repetition. Bottom line is, this recording’s a little rougher than I’d like. This was recorded on my trusty Hohnrt HAG-250P half-size guitar, which is just incredible for expressing ideas quickly, and is the type of guitar it’s totally fine to take to beach and get sunscreen all over.

Lyrics

Well you’ve overstepped your limits
And you’re always in my personal space
If you’re not leaving messes
Then you’re getting right in my face
I’d say I’ve been reasonable, and shown great restraint
But this is the last straw, now I’m going for that bucket of paint

Half a room, half a room, half a room
That’s all you’ll get from me
Half a room, half a room, half a room
I’ll paint a line just like on TV
I can’t let you win this one, and I can’t swallow my pride
So you stay over that way, and I’ll stay on my side
Maybe someday we’ll make amends, and can look back on this and laugh
But for now you stay on your side, and I’ll keep to my half

And now you’ve got to go to the bathroom
You should have thought of that before
Of course I can get to the bathroom
But I can’t make it to the front door
Not to mention the kitchen door, where does this thing end?
Do we paint a line on the linoleum, or is this where the rules start to bend?

Half a room…