My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time, can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme
If that mockingbird don't sing and that ring don't shine, I'm a break that birdie's neck.
These times are so hard, and they're getting even harder.
I was playing in the beginning, the mood all changed
People at rehab were stealing my hats and pens and notebooks and asking for autographs. I couldn't concentrate on my problem.
You know, I don't know if you know this about me or not, but I'm kind of a big deal.