I Try To Get Up Every Day.

You're Just Like Crosstown Traffic, So Hard To Get Through To You.

Music Makes Me High On Stage, And That's The Truth. It's Like Being Almost Addicted To Music.

I'm A Million Miles Away, And At The Same Time I'm Right Here In Your Picture Frame.

After Awhile, Your, Your Cheap Talk Don't Even Cause Me Pain, So Let Your Bullets Fly Like Rain.

I Love Dylan. I Only Met Him Once, About Three Years Ago, Back At The Kettle Of Fish On Macdougal Street. That Was Before I Went To England. I Think Both Of Us Were Pretty Drunk At The Time, So He Probably Doesn’t Remember It.