I wrote a song. It was about her. It was about me. It was about our failed marriage. I was in the studio with the band when I played it for them. I hadn't seen them or Sally so excited in a long time. We were planning to record our first studio album in about a month. Grey and Mickey joined in by the third verse and we found the perfect rhythm and harmony for this song. I believed it would strike a nerve for most people as they'd be able to relate in many ways. It was a heavy, yet real song. "Guys, this will be a hit," Sally clapped as we finished the last note. "Let's do a practice run in the booth. Marshall, please make this happen." Marshall was our new engineer. He was a younger guy who seemed to have a similar taste in music. The band and I recorded a rough copy and made our way

