I'm Partly Obsessed By Aging Gracefully.

I Say My Hell Is The Closet I'm Stuck Inside.

I Don't Think Everything Is Going To Get Peachy Ever. But I Think We Have To Fight For What We Believe In.

You Know She's Going To Leave My Broken Heart Behind Her...

And When You Wake, You Will Fly Away, Holding Tight To The Legs Of All Your Angels. Goodbye, My Love, Into Your Blue, Blue Eyes.

What I Want Is What I've Not Got, But What I Need Is All Around Me.