Rain on my head, call that brainstorming.

They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork.

I've read horoscopes before and what they say. But I would actually love to not be what somebody writes down - I don't want to be described. I don't want you to be able to read something and say, "This is how Wayne is." I'd rather you meet me and decide. I'd rather be different, basically.

"Ok you're a goon but what's a goon to a goblin"

Somewhere in between all the mind games, lies and seduction...I fell for you. Somewhere in between all the broken promises, manipulation and heartaches...I got over you. But, I guess I fibbed a few times too. Remember all those times I swore I needed you? Well consider them lies because baby, here I am without you, and I survived.

Ma sex game is stupid, my head is the dumbest, I promise, I should be hooked on phonics.

My style has evolved because I was one of the guys that would "geek chic" it every now and then. Now I'm just more into whatever works for me. I think that's just age.