It's when that video came on that the trouble started.
You see, I am what you might call a music marketer's dream. You can pretty much put any angsty TV couple or general TV tale of woe to music and I am going to find that song and buy it on Itunes within 30 minutes...as in faster than the delivery time of Domino's Pizza.
(Ok, even I don't really eat Domino's Pizza, but you get the gist:
Heart-on-her-sleeve sap + music montages on TV=BIG BUCKS for Itunes)

Wicked Game by Chris Isaak
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Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
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Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis;
Memories by...well duh, still Elvis
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And so I'm sorry. No snark. No recap. I'm busy re-watching the going home montage...which is set to Best Days by Graham Colton.
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