They Do Respect Her But, They Love

And You Pretend It Doesn't Bother You, When You Just Want To Explode.

Even In Junior High, I Always Knew I Had A Talent For Music And I Knew I Could Make Money That Way.

It's The Age Of Reason For The Anarchist.

And Just About The Time I Feel Like Screaming And Finding Me A Wall To Punch Right Through, I Look Up And I Just Can't Help Smiling, It's You.

Unlike A Lot Of People, I Don't Need The Affirmation Or Anything.