You're Only Popular With Anorexia.

And If There Is A Way To Find You, I Will Find You. But Will You Find Me If Neil Makes Me A Tree

It's About Realizing, Painfully, You've Kept That Voice Inside Yourself, Locked Away From Even Yourself. And You Step Back And See That Your Jailer Has Changed Faces. You Realize You've Become Your Own Jailer.

I Believe In Eating. I Think Women Especially Have This Fear Of Eating, And I Think There Is A Whole Euphoric Plane You Can Rise To When You Have A Good Meal. You Sit Down And With Every Bite You Honestly Just Say Thank You.

I Use Innocence In My Demeanor Like A Venus Flytrap.

People Assume That All Artists Make For Terrible Business People, But I'm In Complete Charge Of My Own Career.