I Don't Have A Big Thing About

I Wanted To Write A Happy Song. I Didn't Know How.

Heaven Help Me For The Way I Am, Save Me From These Evil Deeds Before I Get Them Done.

What Will An Angel Say That The Devil Wants To Know?

I Never Went To Concerts When I Was A Kid, So I Never Knew If What I Was Doing Onstage Was Right.

I've Gone Through Stages Where I Hate My Body So Much That I Won't Even Wear Shorts And A Bra In My House Because If I Pass A Mirror, That's The End Of My Day.