Being hunted, paparazzi-style , doesn't appeal to me.

There's time limits on how long people's attention spans will work. There's six weeks in each territory that you're really famous, then you, thank god, disappear again.

I hope I am a psychotherapist's dream. I've spent enough hours in therapy.

I get to sit at home with the dogs on the sofa, record in a closet in the office, send them off and, if I'm lucky, make a million dollars.

A lot of people come up to me expecting to meet the person they have seen perform. It's not going to happen, unless my mania, my stage person, responds to them and not the real me.

I don't want to be famous, or recognizable.

Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is There's no-one else to blame.