I Wanted To Write A Happy Song.

I Took Off My Glasses While You Were Yelling At Me Once More Than Once So As Not To See You See Me React. Should've Put 'em, Should've Put 'em On Again So I Could See You See Me Sincerely Yelling Back.

When You Feel Things Deeply And You Think About Things A Lot And You Think About How You Feel, You Learn A Lot About Yourself.

Now I Feel Like Whatever I Do, No One Can Hurt Me. I Cannot Be Violated, I Cannot Be Humiliated, I Cannot Be Disregarded, I Cannot Be Disrespected.

I’m Amorous But Out Of Reach / A Still Life Drawing Of A Peach.

But I Honestly Don't Read Critics. My Dad Reads Absolutely Everything Ever Written About Me. He Calls Me Up To Read Ecstatic Reviews, But I Always Insist That I Can't Hear Them. If You Give Value To The Good Reviews, You Have To Give Value To The Criticism.