My neighbor in this apartment building has it out for me, and as I started recording this song he decided to leave his apartment and slam the door on the way out. While I was singing, I was nervous that he was going to knock on my door and get all fussy at me. Which he didn’t. But as I tried to do a second take to polish the song better, BAM he comes back and slams the door closed even harder than before. Where could the guy have gone? To the bottom of the steps and back? War.
I present: take one :). Written about the feeling a girl gets when a boy calls her beautiful.