People are crazy and times are strange ... I used to care but things have changed
How many times can a man turn his head, and pretend that he just doesn't see?
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul.
The naked truth is still taboo.
I didn't know whether to duck or to run, so I ran.
I don't know if I call myself a poet or not. I would like to, but I'm not really qualified to make that decision, because I come in on such a back door, that I don't know what a Robert Frost or a [John] Keats or a T.S. Eliot would really think of my stuff.