I Like Butter And The People Who

Strange, I Thought I Knew You Well, Thought I Had Read The Sky, Thought I Had Seen A Change In Your Eyes.

I Don't Mind A Dirty Girl. But What I Find Tragic Is When We, As Women, Become Not The Subject Of Our Own Story But Someone Else's Object.

I Don't Want To Give Too Much Ink To Foolish Men.

A Lot Of Songs Are Derivative Of Each Other.

I Find That In The 21st Century, There's Not A Lot Of Compassion For What Other People Are Going Through Or The Walk That They Have To Walk.