One time I went to Berlin and, for some reason, everywhere I was going they had fishbowls. Like a fishbowl by your bed or a fish tank in the bar. They seem obsessed with this IKEA version of nature, which a fishbowl kind of is. They had that going on. I just don't really like having a goldfish by the side of my bed. I feel kind of sad for it, rather than happy. But I thought that was really weird. Maybe they have human fishbowls.

I don't want to be in Mötley Crüe or something.

I don't really know where the songs are coming from often. Many of the best things I made up were just off the top of my head.

I don't know if you look back on your life and just see successes, but probably the first things that pop up are the regrets.

The word "down," is very musical. It just always comes.

I've been getting plenty off my chest. Sometimes I get too much off my chest and I regret it.

I've lost my writing skills since college. I couldn't write a book. It would take a long time.