I'm Sorry I'm Crying Again On National

I Just Blow-dry My Hair And Put On Mascara And Lip Gloss, And I'm Ready To Go. I Really Don't Get Long Nails. They're So Edward Scissorhands.

You Don't Know A Thing About Me

My Experiences Remind Me That It's Those Black Clouds That Make The Blue Skies Even More Beautiful.

I Was A Poor Kid, And My Mom Was A Single Mother Of Three.

I'm The Perfect Amount Of Guarded. I Don't Reveal Too Much, And I Never Reveal Who The Songs Are About. They Are Real Life. People Get That. I Date A Lot Of Musicians And They Do The Same Thing. People That Work With Me - Who I Write About Too - They Get It. It's My Creative Outlet, My Therapy.