I'm Not A Kiss-and-teller. I Never Named

But You Know It's Hard To Tell When You're In The Spell If It's Wrong Or If It's Real But You're Bound To Lose If You Let The Blues Get You Scared To Feel

Tears And Fears And Feeling Proud To Say I Love You, Right Out Loud Dreams And Schemes And Circus Crowds I've Looked At Life That Way. But Now Old Friends Are Acting Strange They Shake Their Heads, They Say I've Changed Something's Lost, But Something's Gained In Living Every Day I've Looked At Life From Both Sides Now From Win And Lose, And Still Somehow It's Life's Illusions I Recall I Really Don't Know Life At All

I Have An Aversion To Being Mislabeled. Here's A Label I'd Accept: I'm An 'individual.' I'm Someone Who Can't Follow, And Doesn't Want To Lead.

I Think I Would Go Further Into Fine Arts, I Think, If I Were To Continue.

Sex Sells Everything And Sex Kills.