All I try to do is write music that feels meaningful to me, that has commitment and passion behind it.

I cut my bow from the wood of this tree of evil. Of this tree of good, I want a kiss from your lips.

I would rather feel the hurt inside, yes I would darling, than know the emptiness that your heart must hide.

To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted. But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts.

Hey, little dolly with the blue jeans on, I want to ramrod with you, honey, 'til half past dawn.

I always look terrible before the show. That's when I feel worst. And after the show it's like a million bucks. Simple as that. You feel a little tired but you never feel better. Nothing makes me feel as good as those hours between when you walk offstage, until I go to bed. That's the hours that I live for.

It ain't no sin to be glad you're alive.