I'll admit, it's not like I nailed R.E.M's "It's The End of the World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine), but I still think it's pretty cool that I gave Glenn Danzing a run for his money with my flawless rendition of "Last Caress." I didn't even look at the monitor once!
When I high-fived you afterwards, you seemed confused like you didn't even know what you'd just heard or witnessed. Here's a clue: you just saw a girl singing one of the best songs ever and you clearly weren't impressed.
I don't even think you know who the Misfits are (which is a turn-off), because when I announced that'd I'd sing the song you shrugged. HELLO! You are on a date with the coolest girl in this whole wide room and I don't even think you properly appreciated it.
When I followed up with Roxy Music's "Love is the Drug," you seemed unimpressed as well. Clearly my karaoke song choices are too obscure for your tastes.
This is probably how American Idol contestants feel when they try and shake shit up by choosing a Killers song to sing. Fuck it. I should've just stuck to "Wake Me Up (Before You Go-Go)." That probably would've been better for all involved.