Regrets And Mistakes, They're Memories Made

I Get Shitty Scared. One Show In Amsterdam, I Was So Nervous I Escaped Out The Fire Exit. I've Thrown Up A Couple Of Times. Once In Brussels, I Projectile-vomited On Someone. I Just Gotta Bear It. But I Don't Like Touring. I Have Anxiety Attacks A Lot.

I'm Like Johnny Cash. I Only Wear Black.

You Have To Prioritize What You Stress About When You Have A Child.

There Is Nothing That Would Upset Me More Than My Dad Being Bribed By The Press. It's Like, 'just Let Them Run It, Then. Don't You Give Them Ammunition.'

So Is It Over Is This Really It You've Given Up So Easily I Thought You Loved Me More Than This