I became delusional about potential mates. I would manufacture sparks in hopes of getting closer to the "real thing." After one night of texting back and forth with any newfound fling I met randomly while roaming New York City, I would ask myself, "Is it you?". So I caved and wrote a song about this pathetic behavior. 

I'm easily persuaded into dating people who somehow convince me they are everything, when in reality they are trash. I subconsciously knew that falling in love with trash would, at the very least, provide me with a story to tell. Songwriters love stories.