I Love Hearing My Audience Breathe.

Should I Give Up Or Should I Just Keep Chasing Pavement, Even If It Leads Nowhere?

People Think That I Popped Out Of My Mother's Womb Singing 'chasing Pavements'.

I've Never Wanted To Look Like Models On The Cover Of Magazines. I Represent The Majority Of Women And I'm Very Proud Of That.

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 Can't Dance To Save My Life.