More than rich, more than famous, more than happy...I wanted to be great.

I had spent about three months where I couldn't sing at all, so that was anxiety-provoking. But after that, I went back out. I sang for two hours in my garage one day to see if I had a voice.

For one kiss, darling, I swear everything I would give. Cause you're a walking, talking reason to live.

If you're good, you're always looking over your shoulder.

Blame it on the lies that killed us. Blame it on the truth that ran us down.

We live in a post-authentic world, and today authenticity is a house of mirrors. It's all just what you're bringing when the lights go down. It's your teachers, your influences, and your personal history. At the end of the day, it's the power and purpose of your music that still matters.

For an adult, the world is constantly trying to clamp down on itself. Routine, responsibility, decay of institutions, corruption: this is all the world closing in.