I actually wrote the song first as "well, it's 9 o'clock on a Saturday." That bit. Then I said, You know what? It needs some kind of an introduction to kind of set the mood and set the flavor. So I just played this kind of cocktail lounge thing, the hustle and bustle of waitresses going by - that kind of thing.

I definitely prefer being a lover than a fighter.

You've given me the best of you, but now I need the rest of you.

I can't remember faces, don't remember names, but after awhile and a thousand miles it all becomes the same.

There was only really one accident that was kinda bad but it was nothing to do with booze, just bad luck... I was having a hard time a couple of years ago... I'm a good driver, I just had bad luck.

I'm not sure about life after this; god knows I'm not a spiritual man.

You're not the only one who's made mistakes, but they're the only things that you can truly call your own.