Thank you, very nice. Looks like tragically single creative writing therapy, no?
Okay for my next wish, I would like to own those sundresses I posted for Billie the other day...(I don't really think Amy wants them on her credit card...)
Actually that song was written for my two neighbors who were having a very public spat on their back porch (I live in an apartment complex). The argument bounced around the themes of betrayal and being "stabbed in the back." The argument occured near sundown, hence the line about the sun going down on what was you and me.
Sometime I'll finish recording the stuff I wrote when I first became Tragically Single. I'll have to, uh, sanitize the lyrics a bit, though, lol...