I love you more than songs can say, but I can't keep running after yesterday.

When autumn comes, it doesn't ask. It just walks in, where it left you last. And you never know, when it starts; until there's fog inside the glass around your summer heart.

When you're just open but not honest, then you start free-associating garbage.

I have masturbated myself out of serious problems in my life.

I really don't want to be a hunk.

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.

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