For this week's installment of "Songs of Pine," I thought I'd pick something that rocks a little. After all, we don't just deal with heartache by listening to sad, slow songs. Sometimes, you need something a little angrier. That was certainly the case with this Gold track, which was playing when I found out something devastating about an ex and then proceeded to play it over and over again as a coping device. (This did not help at all.)
It's too late, baby
Baby, it's too late
Was I trying to communicate that to her? Or was I trying to tell myself that? Regardless, I rarely listen to this song anymore. It still brings up ... not bad memories, per se. Just the memory of feeling bad.
