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In memory of Gabby Petito and anyone who is physically and emotionally beaten down and abused. No one should ever be made to feel that their love is rooted in fear and disrespect. No one. It's toxic. Leave.

After the excitement of a lively Saturday night there's the come down. After saying goodnight to your friends and acquaintances, making your way back to where you live your thoughts might turn to last night and tomorrow. Contemplation on the way things are going and the way things might be going. The afterglow hangover.

We've all looked back and thought of a musician, actor, playwright etc who we wished we'd seen at the height of their fame and abilities. this piece of work tries to sum up the feeling of having missed that artist and knowing that you're not going the chance to see them again. There's also a hint of anger at the cause or reason of their passing.

Having been involved in the 'entertainment' industry for quite a while, I have become accustomed to a certain amount of exaggeration and liberty taking with the truth. This can add to the entertainment value of the conversation although, and this is the reason for the song, a friend of mine intensely dislikes untruths of any form. I'm trying to show that life isn't black and white and truth and lies are in the eyes of the beholder.

I use extreme 'whodunnit' murder plots to describe being somebody who is unable to maintain a relationship. Without necessarily meaning to, he finds that through a rather heavy handed approach he manages to 'kill' off any chance of making the bond work.