Pete Yorn's debut album. Lame people (usually chicks) listen to this the morning after they lose their virginity. The title is very poignant, especially if it's a girl who didn't get laid until she was twenty. Something about sore crotch, bloody sheets, and wuss rock all go together quite well
ps. Why is it all one word. What a douche
"Damn, put Musicforthemorning after on. I just total got nailed by some stranger who lives two floors down."