They Say Stay In The Lines, But

Every Song I Put On A Record Could Be A Single And I Just Pack My Bags For It... And The Minute It Takes Off, I'm Not Gonna Be Home For A While.

My Fear Is That I Go Up To The Girl Of My Dreams And Say 'i'm Sorry, But I've Got To Say Hello To You,' And She Slides The Stool Back And Gets Up And Walks Away, Saying, 'not For Me, Bub. I Don't Want Anything To Do With You.'

I've Realized You Can Use A Fork As A Spoon If You Use It Rapidly Enough.

I'm Singing What I Want To Sing Based On The Emotion Of What That Day Feels Like. That's What Comes Out Of My Mouth And Guitar. That Impacts People. They Know Anything Can Happen.

I Need To Learn How To Start Saying No. Like When Someone Says ‘please Stop Choking Me.’