A lot of the time when I write about the person that I love, I feel like I'm writing about New York.

Life is a velvet crowbar hitting you over the head, youre bleeding syrup amour, bleeding to death.

There's backlash about everything I do.

I'd been sick on tour for about two years with this medical anomaly that doctors couldn't figure out. That's a big part of my life: I just feel really sick a lot of the time and can't figure out why. I'd gotten these shots in Russia, where we'd just been. It was just heavy. It's just heavy performing for people who really care about you, and you don't really care that much about yourself sometimes.

A lot of the time when I write about the person that I love, I feel like I'm writing about New York.

The act of surrendering sort of puts me in a different mindset that allows me to be more of a channel - because I'm not holding on so tightly to things, I'm letting go, and I find that in letting go I become more of a channel for life to really happen on life's terms. I mean, maybe that sounds sort of metaphysical, but that's honestly how I feel.

In the land of God's and Monsters, I was an angel looking to get f-ked hard.