And Givin' Yourself To Me Can Never

Natural Fact Is, I Can't Pay My Taxes. Make Me Wanna Holler And Throw Up On My Hands.

Music, Not Sex, Got Me Aroused.

To Share Is Precious, Pure And Fair. Don't Play With Something You Should Cherish For Life. Don't You Wanna Care, Ain't It Lonely Out There?

The More I Lived With Jan, The More I Loved Her, The More I Made Her Miserable. It Was A Vicious Cycle (page 209)……the More I Loved Her The More I Hated Her. And The More She Loved Me, The More I Harmed Myself (page 269).

Every Chance You Get You Seem To Hurt Me More And More, But Each Hurt Makes My Love Stronger Than Before.