I Panic Every Time I Put Out

I Think All Of Us Make The Mistake Of Thinking We're Going To Change People When We Get Together. But We're Not. People Are Who They Are. And People Change In Their Own Time.

A Lot Of People Are Just Really Confused By Me; They Don’t Know What To Think Of Me, So They Try To Compartmentalize Me Or Diminish Me. Maybe They Just Feel Unsafe. But Any Time You Have An Overtly Emotional Or Irrational, Negative Reaction To Something, You’re Fearing Something That It’s Bringing Up In You.

I Do Think Of Myself As A Queen, But I Don't Think I'm The Only Queen. There's Room For Other Queens. We Reign Over Different Kingdoms.

You Took A Poison Arrow And You Aimed It At My Heart. It's Heavy And It's Bitter, And It's Tearing Me Apart.

I Must Confess That I Am Usually Drawn To Sadness, And Loneliness Has Never Been A Stranger To Me. But Love Tried To Welcome Me, But My Soul Drew Back, Guilty Of Lust And Sin.