Song 14/52: “I’m Choosing Me”
Lyrics:
Always leaving me on read
Makes me wish that I was dead
That isn’t love, or so I hear
Love should not be everything you fear
I’m a moth and you’re the flame
Mixing signals, that’s your game
Why do you make me feel so sad?
It’s scary that your love can hurt this bad
Chorus:
I’ve had enough, so I guess I’ll go
Thought this was love, but I didn’t know
That you’re not who I thought you’d be
There’s a lot I could not foresee
And I’m choosing me
I gotta put my feelings first
You never do, ’cause you’re the worst
Figured out why I’ve been so blue
Here’s a little clue: it’s ’cause of you
(repeat chorus)
Here’s to all the ladies dating dudes who make them feel like shit
Here’s to anybody who decides they’ve had enough of it
Here’s to grit and guts and hearts that hustle
Self-esteem is just a muscle
You can get stronger if you try
But first, you gotta dump the fucking guy
(repeat chorus)
Songwriting diary:
If you’re a songwriter, it’s really smart and helpful to use some kind of voice memo app that’s specifically for song drafts, bits and pieces of melody, etc. The one I use is called Voice Record Pro and was recommended to us in journalism school because you have a lot of granular control over the recording settings. I use it to store any and all musical ideas, and I also usually record each section of every song as I’m writing it, so that (for example) I don’t forget the verse melody by the time I get to the bridge.
I had one day left in the week to write a song, and set aside an evening in which to do it. Nothing new was coming to me after a while of trying, so I pulled up some of my old recordings to see if there was anything I could salvage. I came across a tiny fragment that ended up becoming the first half of the first verse of this song (“always leaving me on read… love should not be everything you fear”). I think I had originally envisioned those lines as being part of a sad, mopey song about dating fuckboys who disrespect you, but I was in a bit more of a cheerful, triumphant mood on the day that I wrote the rest of the song, so it ended up being much more positive in tone and style.
“Choosing oneself” was an idea I’d been pondering since seeing it come up in the show Love is Blind (which I wrote a song about the previous week). When I reached the bridge, I realized I wanted it to provide comfort and advice to people who are dating jerks. I wrote the advice I wish I’d gotten back when I was in that situation.
Song 15/52: “At the Wedding”
Lyrics:
Really need to wash my filthy bedding
Clearly I’m depressed and something’s missing
Today I’m seeing April at her best friend’s wedding
It’s always weird to see her just existing
It’s not that we’re not on good terms
I think we’ve both lived and we learned
But still, I’m just a little bit concerned
When I dug this suit out from my closet
It’s ’cause I knew the grey one was her fave
I wanted her to blush and I wanted to cause it
I know that that’s a creepy thing to crave
She always looked perfect in pink
I think I’ve had too much to drink
I’m tired of feeling; I don’t wanna think
I guess that’s her new boyfriend
Cemented by her side
I hope he knows he’s lucky
I hope he’s filled with pride
And if she catches the bouquet
I know she’ll make a beautiful bride one day
When I saw them twirling by the band
I wished that it was me holding her hand
But I had my chance
So I watched them dance
I should’ve kept her happy like I’d planned
I wish I’d kept her happy like I’d planned
Songwriting diary:
This song was heavily inspired by the Andy Shauf song “Jeremy’s Wedding,” which I listened to obsessively on loop when it first came out. It’s a song about seeing your ex at the wedding of a mutual friend, and how sad and awkward that can be. (I also once briefly dated a guy who was, at the time, about to attend a wedding that his very recent ex was going to be at. He bought a very expensive suit and sent me photos of it, which was weird because he had clearly bought it moreso to impress her than to impress me. But I digress.) Andy Shauf’s version is a bit more hopeful – the protagonist and the ex are friendly, smoke a joint together, and have some fun on the dance floor – and originally I had written my song to have some more interaction with the ex in it (e.g. the protagonist was seated at her table at the reception) but I ended up deciding to make it more of a tragic story where he probably never even talks to her all night.
I wrote this song on my baritone ukulele, but the rhythm was really odd for the uke and I kept hearing the song in my head as having more of an ’80s-’90s high school prom type of sound. (This was, in itself, probably inspired by another Andy Shauf song, “Martha Sways,” which always has the vibe to me of something you’d slowdance to if you and your sweetie were the last people on the dance floor at 2 a.m. at a sad prom.) I had been watching all these videos on YouTube of songwriters making music with midi keyboards and laptops, and realized how much I’d missed doing music production and incorporating multiple “instruments,” the way I did on my self-produced album Know It All in 2015. So I bought myself a Novation Launchkey Mini (it is sooooo cute and small!!) and spent several hours piecing together an arrangement for this song in GarageBand that included synths, bass, drums, clapping, electric piano, vibraphone, flute, and hammered wood. It really elevated the song to a different level, to the point that I had sort of disliked the song before I arranged it, but after finishing the arrangement, I felt like it was really fun and sad and a pretty solid song.
Song 16/52: “Call Me Back”
Lyrics:
Ignoring me goes poorly when I’m lonely in the morning
I pour a coffee, pore over my phone
Your phoniness is surely just a sore and sour warning
Your hollowness has left me all alone
Chorus:
Will you call me back?
I’m bending over backwards
When you call me back
I swear that I will answer
Wish you’d call me back, but
Maybe you’ve been hacked, or
Did you never really care at all?
God, I really wish that you would call
I’m reading all these books, and I think you might be avoidant
Not trying to point fingers or lay blame
But honestly, it’s hard for me; I don’t think I enjoy it
It always ends up more-or-less the same
(repeat chorus)
Should I turn my phone off?
Should I block your number?
You’ve already flown off
Wish I wouldn’t wonder:
How hard is it to punch in digits?
I know it’s sad, but I’m counting down the minutes
(repeat chorus)
Why’d I ever think that you would call?
It would be so nice if you would call
God, I really wish that you would call
Songwriting diary:
I actually wrote this song on the same day as last week’s. It’s funny going back into my voice memos from days when I was hopping around wildly between multiple different songs, but it also makes sense to me – sometimes you just take a song as far as it can go that day, and you have to give your brain some time to work on the puzzle of the song in the background.
I built this whole song from one line that popped into my head, “Ignoring me goes poorly when I’m lonely in the morning.” I was walking around one morning making instant coffee and feeling kind of lonely, and I liked the sonic weirdness of all those internal rhymes packed close together. It had the vibe of an anxious person who’s been rehearsing her argument all night long and is now faced with the task of explaining to her avoidantly attached partner why the avoidant behavior is stressing her out. I continued to include a lot of internal rhymes throughout the rest of the song too, as well as overwrought alliteration, trying to follow the “clues” laid out for me in that first line that inspiration struck me with (this is what Dar Williams calls “listening for the Voice of the song” in her book How to Write a Song That Matters).
I set this song aside for a while after it was finished because I really didn’t like the second verse I’d written for it originally (“I’m reading all these books and I think you might be avoidant/ Also I am anxious but we knew that/ Insecure attachment always pours in like a poison/ I guess I never knew that it could do that“). But in the days that followed, I found myself humming the chorus of this song a lot, so I decided it was good enough to be worth salvaging, and rewrote the second verse. I also made some tweaks to the chorus so that there would be 3 “W” words at the starts of prominent lines (“will/ when/ wish“) because I thought that’d give it a more powerfully plaintive sound.
Song 17/52: “Dreamgirl”
Lyrics:
It’s lonely to be in love
When even your best friend doesn’t know
It’s lonely to be alone
But that’s the way it goes
You say you’re missing your ex from Texas
You say he just understood you
I can’t help wondering how good the sex was
Wish I could show you what I could do
But I can’t begin to rock your world
When I’m not even brave enough to say:
You’re my dreamgirl
You’re my dream, girl
When you say that you’re looking for love
Why am I not a contender?
I guess it’d be awkward as hell
And a forever friendship-ender
You say on Monday, you had a fun date
But by Tuesday, he’d blocked your number
I think that clown is clearly insane
I say, “Wow, damn – that’s a bummer”
I can’t protect you from the world
When I’m not even brave enough to say:
You’re my dreamgirl
You’re my dream, girl
Don’t you know I adore you
More than you could ever know?
I think there’s more to explore here
No fear
Let’s give it a go
We’ll take it slow
I can’t admit that you’re my world
I’m still not even brave enough to say:
You’re my dreamgirl
You’re my dream, girl
Songwriting diary:
I had already written a whole other song that day (which eventually turned into the following week’s song) but decided to continue. I was messing around on my midi keyboard and started improvising over top, and sang, “It’s lonely to be in love/ When nobody knows/ It’s lonely to be alone/ But that’s the way it goes.” I liked it and immediately connected it to an unrequited love plotline in the TV show I’m watching a lot these days, Superstore. So this song ended up being a mix of the perspective of a character who’s in love with his already-married friend, and my own perspective when, several years ago, I was in love with someone who only saw me as a friend and would often confuse me by using me as a sounding board for his romantic problems.
The chorus (“I can’t protect you from the world…”) also came to me while I was improvising, and I liked the idea of making it slightly different every time (“I can’t begin to rock your world,” “I can’t admit that you’re my world”) to emphasize all the different facets of unrequited love. It can bring up feelings of romantic longing, sure, but also sexual desire, competitiveness, shame, judgment (including self-judgment), and more, and I wanted to get that all in there.
Originally I had the idea that I wanted all the verses to alternate between lines that started with “I think…” and “I say…” to tell a story of unrequited love through the ways we censor our true thoughts and feelings when we know they aren’t mutual. It’s a cool concept and I might use it somewhere else, but in this song, it only ended up surviving as the part in the second verse where the love interest tells the protagonist about getting ghosted and his outward reaction is different from his internal one.
As occasionally happens, the bridge (“Don’t you know I adore you…”) popped into my head pretty much fully-formed, and I had to scramble to get it recorded before I forgot it. After finishing the song, I did a lot of lyric editing, moving stuff around so the story would progress in a way that was easier to follow. Considered changing the “Texas/ sex was” rhyme because I’ve somehow already used that in a song before, but by that time I had grown to love the lilty weirdness of the phrase “your ex from Texas” so it felt too settled to change it.
Song 18/52: “Does He Know?”
Lyrics:
You’re not in love; I see it in your eyes
You say you are – you say it, but it’s all just lies
It’s not a rough patch; it’s not the eye of the storm
I wish you had a better love to keep you warm
But it’s not my place to foster doubt
So I’ll give you space to work it all out
Chorus:
Does he know you don’t love him? Is that even true?
Or have I been misreading the hell out of you?
Are you dropping hints, or are you happy at home?
‘Cause if I am wrong, I’ll leave you alone
Yes, if I am wrong, I’ll leave you alone
They say that marriage vows are meant for life
But what if then a husband isn’t nice to his wife?
They say it’s not my business, and I know that
But I’d be so much better for you – I just wanna show that
I can see close-up the pain you’re in
And if you broke up, it’d be a win-win-win
(repeat chorus)
If this is how I make my move, so be it
I know that we’d be good together, even if you don’t see it
I’ve loved you for a long, long, really long time
I’ve loved you knowing you might never ever be mine
(repeat chorus)
I don’t think I’m wrong, but what do I know?
Songwriting diary:
This was a weird one. The melody of the first few lines was the first thing that came to me, and I made a recording of myself just la-la-la-ing it. Later that day, I sat down and fleshed it out into a song based on Jonah’s perspective in the early seasons of Superstore (yes, another one – look, there’s a pandemic going on, not a lot is happening in my actual life to inspire me 😂). When I listened to the demo recording in the days after writing it, I realized that I liked the verses and bridge but the chorus wasn’t working. It had a totally different rhythm and feel than the rest of the song, and it hit my ear weird every time I heard it.
The prechorus of this song (“but it’s not my place to foster doubt…”) kept getting stuck in my head, though, so I thought the song would be worth updating with a completely new chorus. I wanted something catchy that really summed up what this character was thinking and feeling. I was tidying my room while mulling it over, and suddenly started improvising, “Does he know you don’t love him? Is that even true? Or have I been misreading the hell out of you?” It sounded like country music to me, but (as I’ve been learning from the various songwriting books I’m reading) it’s best not to judge or analyze a song you’re writing while you’re writing it, but rather to take an approach of “let’s just see what happens.” If I wasn’t doing a weekly songwriting challenge, I might have stopped at this point, because I’m not a country singer and don’t even really like that genre, but I knew I had to get a song written so I pushed on through.
I liked the alliteration of “Are you dropping hints, or are you happy at home?” so I kept that line exactly the way it came out when I first improvised it. I could hear a twangy E7 chord in my head while I was writing the latter half of the chorus, which worked well because the verses already had an E7 chord in them. It was surprisingly easy to stitch together these disparate bits of music and make them into a cohesive song.