I gathered up my sorrows and I sold them all for gold. And I gathered up the gold, and I threw it all away.

If you're an addict, it controls your life and your life becomes uncontrollable. It's boring and painful, filling your system with something that makes you stare at your shoes for six hours.

Synchronized with the rising moon Even with the evening star They were true love written in stone They were never alone, they were never that far apart

I have a love-hate relationship with the Grammys because I don't see the music world as a competitive sport.

He's halfway sick and halfway stoned. He'd sure like to kick, but he's too far gone. So they wind him down with methadone.

A song is what you fall in love with first, but then I think a band's ideals and a band's sense of fashion and a sense of how they treat people is what you fall in love with afterwards.

It's probably foolish to expect relationships to go on forever and to say that because something only lasts 10 years, it's a failure.