You have to be careful about how much you reveal to people that look up to you so much.
As artists, we are eternally heartbroken.
I don't want to make niche-oriented music.
Tonight love and hate met in St. Louis. And love outnumbered the hate, in poetic thousands. Hate left. But love stayed. + Together, we sang.
It’s not that I’ve been dishonest, it’s just that I loathe reality.
I think there are different kinds of fame. There's fame which is plastic and about paparazzi and money and being rich, and then there's the fame, which is when no one knows who you are but everyone wants to know who you are.