That could be the least of Scott Walker’s problems.
A song that’s sort of my personal love anthem. Steve Earle:
Marshall Crenshaw has written some wonderful love songs:
I’d rather have a song like this than a box of chocolates. Big Star:
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For everyone who feels bad about being alone on Valentine’s Day! Michael Buble:
From my favorite romantic comedy, Johnny Cammarari (Nicholas Cage) to Loretta Castorini (Cher) in one of the best romantic declarations ever:
Loretta, I love you. Not like they told you love is, and I didn’t know this either — but love don’t make things nice. It ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren’t here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. Not us! We are here to ruin ourselves, and to break our hearts, and love the wrong people, and die. I mean, that the storybooks are bullshit! Now I want you to come upstairs with me and get in my bed.
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire/Used a cobra snake for a neck tie
It’s a tough song to do right. You have to have a tombstone hand and a graveyard mind. More here.