If You Tell Someone You're Doing Something

If I Went On 'american Idol,' I Would Definitely Be Kicked Out Immediately.

I Cry Really Easily. If I See A Butterfly, I'll Practically Burst Into Tears. So It's Really Hard For Me To Yell At People, Because I'll Feel So Guilty About It. But If I Don't, Then They Don't Take Me Seriously And It's This Endless Cycle.

By The Time I'm 50, There Is Probably Going To Be A Nuclear Holocaust. I Should Just Enjoy Myself.

I Get Offers To Do Huge-budget Music Videos With Big Production Companies All The Time, But I Have No Interest.

I Would Never Go To A Studio. I Need My Space, You Know What I Mean? I Need To Be Able To Chain Smoke And Pace About, Cry And Like... Spit. Just Make Noise, Make A Huge Mess. I Also Feel Like If I Was Concerned For The Cost Of The Studio - Like, 'this Is Costing 40 Dollars An Hour' - I Wouldn't Be Able To Work.