You can stand me up at the gates of hell, but I won't back down.

Every verse a diamond, every chorus gold, the sound was my salvation. It was only everything, before money became king.

Honey, don't walk out, I'm too drunk to follow.

When you kill somebody's little sister with a missile, he's going to hate you forever. And the next generation will hate you even more.

I've never had any idea that what I like would resonate with the audience, and I'm pleasantly surprised when it does.

You spend your life dreaming, running 'round in a trance, You hang out forever and still miss the dance, And if you get lucky, you might find someone, To help you get over the pain that will come.

I'm not trying to be cool. I have a problem with lights. I have one eye that's become super-sensitive to lighting, so I do wear sunglasses quite a bit.