Every Christmas people are so nice to me, they think I am Little Tim from A Christmas Story. But I'm not. *smiles*

The joke is that U2's new record only looked like a virus. Enjoy mining bitcoins for me losers.

I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.

When you're a parent, then you still have to commit to this concept of, "Okay, I'm basically out of action now for three months."

I think a lot of tunes can suffer from being so simple, so either they get over-complicated or their simplicity means the simple way to lay them down becomes the difficulty.

I want to be alone and I want people to notice me — both at the same time.

My father beat me with a curtain rod when I was nine, (That was) the inspiration for Creep