Gerard O'Riley

Falling in love with a manipulator can sometimes make you hit back and be a manipulator yourself, to rip all that love out of your heart instead of breaking down and crying in the corner. Use it against him and enjoy being in character! Until you're eventually done with him for good!

This is a quirky little lyric, with some humor to it, and just written they very rhythmic way it's things you can be both positive and negative, and the same and opposite. I don't really know how I thought of it, just kind of evolved from one line to the next.

This lyric is about my best friend ever, my grandfather. He was my mom's dad, and he was a self-made man. He had to leave school in the 9th grade to help support 11 brothers and sisters. He went to work at the electric company where he learned how to be an electrician. He eventually started working for someone as an electrician, and then started in his own business. He had a few trucks, and Men working for him. I used to go with him and be his helper, but me being me, I always wanted to know when lunch was, or if we could take a coffee break, things like that. But he taught me many lessons, and I realize them later in life. I know he was always proud of me no matter what but he just couldn't figure out how I would throw my life away for drugs and alcohol. I was sober when he died, and I know that he's looking down on me now, and always remains in my corner. I'll never forget him, I'll always love him.

This lyric is about a gift I got from her old girlfriend, and shortly after she gave it to me I found out she was cheating. I was so pissed off and broke up with her immediately. But one thing that I've loved as far as clothing goes his leather jackets, and she knew that. That's why she gave me a leather jacket, because she wanted to keep me happy even though I kind of said something wasn't right. Then I found out the bad news. After that I got rid of everything that would be any kind of memory of her, except the leather jacket I wanted to get rid of it but I just couldn't. I don't know if it was my love for leather jackets, or I just wanted one piece of something to hang on to that was a part of her. I guess I'll never know

This lyric is about my first real love, when I was living in San Francisco in 1984. As soon as I saw her I was completely attracted and wanted to know who she was. She was on a life cycle at the gym, and as luck would have it after waiting for one to open up the one next to her became available. I waited for about 10 minutes and then asked her name and introduced myself. I asked her out to dinner, she said yes and the rest was all history as they say. Even though she had a boyfriend back in Canada, they had an agreement that they were free to do what they wanted while they were apart from each other. Being so young I didn't care about the boyfriend back in canada, and I had already come to grips with the fact that one day she would go back there for good because she was on a student visa. I can't even begin to tell you the unbelievable times that I had with her, and how she shaped my mind as far as women and their needs and so much more for years to come. Now in my 60s, I still remember her like yesterday. There are times when I want to go back to that time in the gym and see the first love of my life.