I've Been A Bad, Bad Girl -

He Goes Along Just As A Water Lily Gentle On The Surface Of His Thoughts His Body Floats Unweighed Down By Passion Or Intensity Yet Unaware Of The Depth Upon Which He Coasts And He Finds A Home In Me For What Misfortune Sows, He Knows My Touch Will Reap

I Don't Mind Making A Fool Of Myself. I Felt Like People Would Be Accepting Of That Because, To Me, That Seems Like An Interesting Way To Do A Show. I've Always Thought That It's Interesting To Watch People Work Things Out On Stage.

Nothing That You Do Will Ever Feel Good If You Let People Convince You That You Have No Choice.

Sometimes Interviews Are Fun And Good Conversations, But Stuff Like Photo Shoots And Appearances At Places Where You Have To Meet A Lot Of People - I Was Never Really Made For This Kind Of Stuff.

I Took Off My Glasses While You Were Yelling At Me Once More Than Once So As Not To See You See Me React. Should've Put 'em, Should've Put 'em On Again So I Could See You See Me Sincerely Yelling Back.