My Baby Lives In Shades Of Blue,

I Don't Like Live Television, The Only Tip I Have Is Just Pray.

When Things Get Bad Enough, Your Only Resort Is To Lie In Bed And Start Praying.

I Regret Trusting The Guardian. I Didn't Want To Do An Interview, But The Journalist Was Persistent. [the Writer] Was Masked As A Fan, But Was Hiding Sinister Ambitions And Angles. Maybe He's Actually The Boring One Looking For Something Interesting To Write About.

Mary Prays The Rosary For My Broken Mind.

When I Was Young I Felt Really Overwhelmed And Confused By The Desire Not To End Up In An Office, Doing Something I Didn't Believe In.