Romance, pfaaa!

Being a songwriter is romantic during the day, but that day was yesterday. When you're trying to fix the middle of a song, and you know the problem is melodic, and you are stupid enough to play the song several times before you go to sleep, and the song runs around your head all night long, version after version, practically in order from now back to the first of the 500 versions you have done, and you're pretty sure you hate that goddamn song by now anyway, but you can't give it up because you know you used to really love it..you wake up tired. You're tired all day. You're sick of the song but you can't get it out of your head. You need a nap. You should've eaten some of those delicious cookies you made but instead sent off to your darling daughter, who might be working hard, but I promise you she doesn't have this song running through her head. Organic chemistry, pfaaa!