Hey, They’re Playing Our Song

We have been playing “Alison” by Elvis Costello a lot in our apartment these days.  I’m not really quite sure why, other than the fact that we’re kinda lame, and Elvis Costello is kinda awesome.

For reasons that defy the actual lyrics of the song, both the Good Roomate and I are separately convinced that this song is about ourselves.  We’re both wrong.  It’s about a chick Elvis used to love who’s now in a loveless marriage.

Okay, or it’s about one of us.