Never Is A Promise, And You Can't

Never Is A Promise, And You Can't Afford To Lie.

I'm Here Because Of What I Write. Obviously, I Must Know Something

I Only Write When I'm Angry Or Sad, So Because That's When I Just Have To Write... If I'm Having A Good Time And I'm Happy And Things Are Going Really Well, Why Would I Want To Stop What I'm Doing To Go And Write At The Piano?

I've Gone Through Stages Where I Hate My Body So Much That I Won't Even Wear Shorts And A Bra In My House Because If I Pass A Mirror, That's The End Of My Day.

My Scars Were Reflecting The Mist In Your Headlights I Looked Like A Neon Zebra, Shaking Rain Off Her Stripes