The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry, and smile and say, "No I'm happy for you"? Thats when it's really sad.

Hopefully people can see my music is tethered to my brain.

I feel strikingly domestic. We're in our own world with two busses and trucks.

You make a choice in your life, and it affects your life in all the ways, good and bad.

I was very successful from a very early age, and I want to keep it.

You know I used to be the back porch poet with my book of lines, always hoping knowing all the time, I'm probably never gonna find the perfect rhyme. . .For heavier things

I've never been a bad boy.