She had been born with a face that would let her get away, he saw that face and he lost all control.

Beautiful loser, where you gonna fall? When you realize, you just can't have it all.

Even in junior high, I always knew I had a talent for music and I knew I could make money that way.

I used her and she used me, but neither one cared, we were getting our share.

I was a runner, a failed quarterback, third-string quarterback, but in track I was a 2-miler.

Radio is so fragmented, it's unbelievable.

My walk had purpose, my steps were quick and light, and I held firmly to what I felt was right.