I Don't Like To Sit And Bask

I Am Not The Person Who Is Singing I Am The Silent One Inside. . . . I Am Not My House, My Car, My Songs They Are Only Stops Along My Way. . . .

I Wanted To Be A Cheerleader, Like My Sister Was - All The Most Popular And Beautiful Girls Are Cheerleaders And I Wanted That, And It Demolished This Vision Of Myself. That's When I Found The Piano, When Music Saved Me; That's When I First Attempted To Write My Own Songs.

The Flower Has Opened, Has Been In The Sun And Is Unafraid. I'm Taking More Chances; I'm Bold And Proud.

It's Me Who Is My Enemy Me Who Beats Me Up Me Who Makes The Monsters Me Who Strips My Confidence.

I Don't Like To Sit And Bask In My Own Awards. Awards Represent Artistic Death To Me.