In The Quest To Be Clever, I

The Minute Hand Moves Faster Than You Think It Does.

Welcome To The Real World, She Said To Me. Condescendingly. Take A Seat. Take Your Life. Plot It Out In Black And White.

If I Wake Up In The Morning And I Don't Want To Get You A Coffee Or If I Don't See You For A Week And I Don't Want To Go Figure Out Something To Fedex You, Then We've Got A Problem. You Can Fake The Words I Miss You, But You Can't Fake Getting Someone A Book.

I Don't Write Songs In Order To Stick It To My Exes. I Don't Release Underground Dis Tracks.

I'll Never Let Your Head Hit The Bed Without My Hand Behind It.