What was the #1 song when you were born? (not sure? you can find out here.) Write about how the song relates (or not!) to your personality.

Here’s the bright side- the #1 song on the chart on the day I was born was a love song about a woman who is being haunted by the memory of her lost love and of course that means…I can totally get behind this  as a horror story.

YAY.

I’m thinking, maybe he’s gone because she poisoned him or maybe she pushed him off of a bridge or in front of a bus or maybe he started to choke and she watched him die…and for as much as she wished him dead and when it  happened.

She was sorry after the deed was done,

Cause you know, once he was drained and embalmed and dressed in a spiffy suit and buried on a sunny spring morning she missed him so bad it hurt.

And now she sees him everywhere and she knows she always will and she accepts that.

She doesn’t care that he’s an angry ghost, bound to her because she’s wicked and can off somebody and trap their soul in a jar that she buried in her basement (and of course there is more then one jar because she’s demented).

I think the woman in this song is psycho, she’s dangerous, she’s evil and she almost has you feeling sorry for her…

almost.

walk along those city streets you used to walk along with me
And every step I take recalls how much in love we used to be

Oh how can I forget you
When there is always something there to remind me?
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you
And I will never be free
You’ll always be a part of me
Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh

If you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share
Just go back to the places where we used to go
And I’ll be there

How can I forget you
When there is always something there to remind me?
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you
And I will never be free
You’ll always be a part of me
Whoa-ooo-ohhh-oh
Whoa-oh-ooo-ohhh

if you should find you miss the sweet and tender love we used to share
Just come back to the places where we used to go
And I’ll be there

How can I forget you
When there is always something there to remind me?
Always something there to remind me
I was born to love you
And I will never be free
When there is
When there is
When, there, is
Always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me
Always something there to remind me