Die on a hilltop... eyeing the crows... waiting for your lids to close... but you want to watch as they peck your flesh... Ironic that they go for the eyes first.

These pop songs almost feel like tabloid journalism, in a way. It's c**p that people seem to like. And I don't know if it has meaning. I don't know if one of the pop songs of the summer has any fibre in it. People are consuming it, and is it healthy?... Maybe there's some healthy property or some restorative property that I'm not receiving. It seems like it has a really high fructose content.

Music saved me; I mean, my upbringing was like a hurricane, and music was the tree I held onto.

I believe in the power of music. To me, it isn't just a fad. This is a positive thing.

Are you woman enough to be my man?

After the Ramones, it was more about new wave for me than punk.

I don't need drugs to make my life tragic.