I always seem to be singing against the grain.

Hold on to your friends. Resist - or move on Be mad, be rash Smoke and explode Sell all of your clothes Just bear in mind: There just might come a time When you need some friends

Don't talk to me about people who are 'nice' cause I have spent my whole life in ruins because of people who are 'nice'.

Now I know how Joan of Arc felt.

You say: 'Oh, please forgive' You say: 'Oh, live and let live.' But sorry doesn't help us. Sorry will not save us. Sorry is just a word you find so easy to say (so you say it anyway). Sorry doesn't help us. Sorry won't protect us. Sorry won't undo all the good gone wrong.

People like me prove that you can survive without romance, even though you end up a bit unbalanced and you tend to argue with your own reflection.

Rejection is one thing - but rejection from a fool is cruel.