I Try Not To Diet Because It

Since There's No More You And Me. It's Time I Let You Go So I Can Be Free.

I Feel Like I've Lived Quite A Sheltered Life, Like My Mom And Dad Were Quite Protective Of Me.

I Get Road Rage. I Can't Drive Because I Cuss People Out.

I'd Love To Be On 'glee.' I'd Love To Play A Rebel. Be A Real Biker Chick In Leather And Covered In Tattoos.

Oh My Gosh! I Can't Tell You The Number Of Times People Have Put Autotune On My Voice, And I'm Like, 'please Take It Off!' You Don't Even Sound Human; It Makes You Sound Like A Robot!