You were everything, everything that I wanted. We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it. And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away. All this time you were pretending. So much for my happy ending.

I'm famous, so I can't, like, really walk around in malls and stuff like that. I don't really have as much privacy.

You can't complain about the pressures, the paparazzi, the madness. Because that is the job. I've always understood that's the deal.

I appreciate everything that I have, versus taking it for granted.

When I'm going through something that has a big impact on my life, it's much easier to sing.

I have my own style that happens to be different from everyone else in Hollywood. My inspiration is me.

And you fall, and you crawl, and you break, what you get, and you turn it into honesty and promise you're never going to find you're faking, no no no.