There were songs I would write about breaking up with somebody before I broke up with them, months and months before I broke up with them.

You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun

What will an angel say that the devil wants to know?

There aren't many poster children for cool angst. Everybody thinks it's cool if you're the bad girl.

I’m amorous but out of reach / A still life drawing of a peach.

If I respect myself and believe in what I'm doing, no one can touch me.

I would never kill myself, but you can kind of let yourself die.