Mother, Are You There? I Love You.

Told Me My Tape Taught Them To Swear. What About The Make-up You Allow Your 12 Year Old Daughter To Wear?

Inside I'll Always Be An Outsider

If You Could Count The Skeletons In My Closet, Under My Bed And Up Under My Faucet, Then You Would Know I've Completely Lost It. Is He Nuts? No He's Insane!

I Always Wished For This, But It's Almost Turning Into More Of A Nightmare Than A Dream.

Since Age Twelve, I've Felt Like I'm Someone Else,'cause I Hung My Original Self From The Top Bunk With A Belt.