Truth Is Like A Waterslide-only Fun When

The Dirt Of Gossip Blows Into My Face And The Dust Rumors Cover Me. But If The Arrow Is Straight And The Point Is Slick, It Can Pierce Through Dust No Matter How Thick.

I Think A Poet Is Anybody Who Wouldn't Call Himself A Poet.

Done So Many Evil Things In The Name Of Love, It's A Crying Shame. I Never Did See No Fire That Could Put Out A Flame.

Money Doesn't Talk, It Swears.

I Lost My One True Love. I Started Drinking.