Every Breath You Take: Smith’s Creepy, Yet Impartial Spectator

Recently a friend and I were ranking creepiest love songs. The beautiful, but haunting “Hallelujah” by Jeff Buckley was mentioned as a runner-up. I suggested that really anything by the ever-angsty Death Cab for Cutie qualified. But we ended up agreeing that  “Every Breath You Take” by the Police takes the cake. He may only be able to see her in his dreams, but there’s a good chance she should only see him in court to file a restraining order. Continue reading “Every Breath You Take: Smith’s Creepy, Yet Impartial Spectator”