Honesty is such a lonely word. Everyone is so untrue.

People in music lie, but they don't expect you to believe them. People in television actually expect you to believe the lies.

Black and white is how it should be, but shades of grey are the colors I see.

I won't be righteous again. I'm not sure anymore.

In every heart there is a room, a sanctuary safe and strong, to heal the wounds from lovers past, until a new one comes along... So I would choose to be with you. That's if the choice were mine to make. But you can make decisions too. And you can have this heart to break. And so it goes, and so it goes. And you're the only one who knows.

There's always a place for the angry young man with his fist in the air and his head in the sand. He's never been able to learn from mistakes, he can't understand why his heart always breaks.

We all have a face that we hide away forever, and we take them out and show ourselves when everyone has gone.