To me the biggest irony of this lifetime that I'm living is that for someone who thrives in the public eye in the creative ways that I do, I actually don't enjoy being in the public eye.
When I'm in pain and grief and despair, my throat is clenched and my heart hurts.
So many boys, so little time.
In the past, I had workaholic issues.
I'll write records until I'm dead. And then maybe even after that!
Typically I go in the studio and whatever I'm contemplating that day will wind up being a song. I don't come in with lyrics... I just go in and let it happen.