I Used To Love To Make Things

Come On. I Got Drunk When I Was Like 5.

Hunger Hurts, But Starving Works, When It Costs Too Much To Love.

There Were Songs I Would Write About Breaking Up With Somebody Before I Broke Up With Them, Months And Months Before I Broke Up With Them.

I Just Don't Really Listen To Music. I'm Probably Missing Out, But I Don't Want To Know What Everybody Else Is Doing. Nobody Is Strong Enough To Not Be Influenced. And I Don't Mean Influenced By Copying - I'd Be Influenced Because I Wouldn't Want To Do What Someone Else Is Doing. I Want To Be Able To Do Whatever I Feel Like Doing And Not Worry About Anything.

I Lie In An Early Bed Thinking Late Thoughts, Waiting For The Black To Replace My Blue. I Do Not Struggle In Your Web Because It Was My Aim To Get Caught. But Daddy Long Legs I Feel That I'm Finally Growing Weary Of Waiting To Be Consumed By You.