When you do an interview with me, you're talking to a cheap imitation of the person that I really am. There's no magic in my words, it's just me talking.

You look so good it hurts sometimes.

I just wish they'd put a new word in the dictionary bigger than love because love just doesn't describe what I feel.

I really don't want to be a hunk.

I went to my library, right? And I started to research the Bill of Rights and I did not technically find anything that said all Americans shall eat shrimp with whoever they like. But, I found some things that are close enough to infer that I am within my legal rights to enjoy seafood with whomever I choose.

Nothing feels worse than having to break the stage down before the performance, and I mean nothing.

I'm trying everything I can not to be jaded 'cause I don't like jaded musicians.