I lie in an early bed thinking late thoughts, waiting for the black to replace my blue. I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim to get caught. But daddy long legs I feel that I'm finally growing weary of waiting to be consumed by you.

Categories are gibberish to me. I understand - it helps people organize their thoughts. But you can't go too far with it.

If I have one success in my relationship history, it's with the people who listen to my music. I think that they'll be there with me forever, and I'll be there with them forever. And I'm totally satisfied with that.

Let me know the way, before there's hell to pay.

I don't know if anybody wants to mix their politics with their entertainment.

Everything that happens to me, I experience it really intensely. I feel it very deeply.

How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone?