Sometimes in life, we use humor to handle stressful situations. This song was written just for such. One day before I wrote this song, a girlfriend mistakenly accused me of something that I didn’t do. The saw a girl sitting on my living my room (the girlfriend of my bandmate who is currently in the restroom) and instinctively threw her steaming hot coffee in my face, slapped and scratched my face and then stormed out – without a single word. I was literally taken aback. I remember standing in my door way shocked. Then my friend came out of the restroom (the boyfriend of the girl sitting in my living room)…and started laughing at me so hard…that I started to laugh with him.
The experience was painful physically. The following day, I wrote the song as a parody. In the song I’m basically telling the ex-girlfriend that all the chocolates I gave her were expired and all the flowers were picked up from cemeteries. We reconciled a couple of times after that incident and she knew about the song. She knew it was a parody. The scars she gave me is all healed now – physically and emotionally. All is well that ends well.