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I dated a girl long time ago who is not in the cards if you can believe that. She wasn't that sentimental. And I think it's ironic that me being a writer I used to like to buy her cards because I felt the words inside with different than things that I could write in a sense. She did like flowers though, what girl doesn't. So I would buy a card from time to time and she would wait to open them or sometimes she would just open them and put them on the counter but she never put him in a place that I could see it like on a mantle or something like that. I found it strange for such a loving kind girl. We were both in our 30s, and very much in love but for some reason she thought that cards were just too much. Maybe I gave her too many. It's not to say that I didn't ever write songs about her, or lyrics about her if you will, or palms here and there. People say I should have gotten a job at hallmark, but that's not the way I write. What I write is very obscure, abstract at times, in the moment, and usually specific to a situation, thing, or person. It's also about subjects.

I'm sure all of us have been infatuated, and lust, or even in love with somebody but it didn't work out that way it was never even romantic for a day or if it was it was only for weeks months or maybe even a day. Even though you're just a friend, a position that's never really too comfortable, you come to accept that and cherish it. That's what this lyric is about. My ex-girlfriend and I are best friends today, and she's getting married soon and I'm happy for her he's been really good to me as a friend and I think that I've reciprocated as well. We have a unique relationship that very few get to experience, and I'm very grateful that I have this relationship with her today.

This lyric is about a girl I knew a while back in my life. Everything about her was such a pleasure. I can't tell you how much I miss her, and hope someday I meet a woman like her. But time is running out for me, and maybe that's not what's meant to be for me. So I'm just writing about a time when I went to go visit her and the memory that followed.

Storytime is a fictional base serious of events pieced together by the author detailing the day and life of a Gangster with his lady and the outside evils that pulls him into a situation where business needs to get handled.

I don't think I could put 150 characters in here. This is obviously about my old girlfriend Lucy. Even though she's engaged to be married and we are best friends today, I still miss her dearly. We don't get to talk as much, I don't get to stay over her house and hang out with my dog, which we share. Unfortunately my place of living doesn't allow dogs, so I go down to her house a couple of days a week to hang out with him. This is life. I guess this song is meant to be sort of bluesy.