I can honestly say, all the bad things that ever happened to me were directly, directly attributed to drugs and alcohol. I mean, I would never urinate at the Alamo at nine o'clock in the morning dressed in a woman's evening dress sober.

Unholy soldier, disciple of sin, what kind of mind are you living in?

The most unbelievable thing about my behaviour is that I was convinced it was entirely f**king normal.

I live in a 9 million dollar turd.

I am going through changes

They teach you how to handle life in England, but they don’t teach you a thing about death. There’s no book telling you what to do when your mum or dad dies.

I listen to some of the lyrics I used to write and I say, "Where was my head at when I wrote that?"