But I'm lost when it comes to you.

There was a French singer, Francoise Hardy - I used to look at her pictures and try to dress like her.

Anticipation is making me late, it's keeping me waiting.

I used the physical scar of my breast cancer operation, the scar that I have across my chest as a metaphor for all kinds of scars.

I had this terrible stammer, so I couldn't really speak properly until I was 16 or 17.

I grew up not understanding what was true and what was not true. It gave me a sense of unreality. I was told that this man [mom's lover] was not my mother's lover - when he was. I was told he was there as a male babysitter for my brother so that he would learn sports and other manly things.

As a singer I tried on all these hats, these voices, these clothes, and eventually out came me.