I wake up in the morning, put on my face. The one that's going to get me through another day. Doesn't really matter...how I feel inside. This life is like a game sometimes. When you came around me the walls just disappeared. Nothing to surround me and keep me from my fears. I'm unprotected. See how I've opened up? You've made me trust.

She wants to go home, but nobody's home. That's why she lies, broken inside. With no place to go, no place to go, to dry her eyes, broken inside.

I have a car. I have a steady job. I have a business, and I have to make serious decisions.

I'm very comfortable with how I look. I always have been. I think I look pretty good. There's nothing I want to change. I'm pretty happy with what I've got.

My songs aren't bubble gum pop dance songs and I don't have background dancers on every single song.

I think I would probably die without my eyeliner, but besides that I'm pretty basic.

Why do you have to go and make Things so complicated.