Heartache makes a lady do crazy things. Would you believe me if I said I’ve been crying into my pillow listening to country music? Stop laughing. Don’t judge. I’m embarrassed enough to admit this publicly. Coming from a chick with an affinity for power chords, screaming vocals [if executed properly], concerts with mosh pits, and yes, filthy rap music….I’m struggling….as I reluctantly embrace songs from the genre of twang and banjos.
“I’ve got my whole life to change the world and climb the ladders
Looking at you looking at me is the only thing that matters
Come a little closer, baby
We can talk without the words”
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,