Tore up my heart and shut it down. Nothing to do, nowhere to be. A simple little kind of free. Nothing to do, no one but me, and that's all I need. I'm perfectly lonely.
I'm having the time of my life figuring out this next move.
It's almost charity work, what people have done, turning other people on to my music.
I wanted to be a blues guitar player. And a singer. And a songwriter. Not a shock jock.
Look, demanding somebody do anything in this day and age is not going to fly.
I hate being the heartbreaker. Hate it. If I date somebody and it doesn't work out, it's another nightmare for me.