So Is It Over Is This Really

I've Never Seen Magazine Covers And Seen Music Videos And Been Like I Need To Look Like That If I Want To Be A Success. Never. I Don't Want To Be Some Skinny Mini With My Tits Out. I Really Don't Want To Do It. And I Don't Want People Confusing What It Is That I'm About.

You Can't Complain About Your Dressing Room Or You'll Look Like Celine Dion.

I Doubt I'll Be Singing Forever, Because At Some Point People Aren't Going To Want To Hear My Music, And I Hope That I'll Still Get The Opportunity To Write Songs.

My Voice Went Recently, Never Happened Before, Off Like A Tap. I Had To Sit In Silence For Nine Days, Chalkboard Around My Neck. Like An Old-school Mime. Like A Kid In The Naughty Corner. Like A Victorian Mute.

I Don't Want To Be On The Cover Of Playboy Or Vogue.