I Can't See This World Unless I

Someday I'm Gonna Be Famous. Do I Have Talent, Well, No. These Days You Really Don't Need It.

I Don't Stare At A Sheet Of Paper And Try To Think Of A Good Word To Use. I Try To See Where The Story Should Go.

She's Not Perfect, But She Tries So Hard For Me. And I Thank God, That She Isn't, Cause How Boring That Would Be.

Even On The Most Serious Ballads, I'll Throw In A Tongue-in-cheek Remark.

I Can Fall In And Out Of Love, Have Marriages That Barely Last A Month. When They Go Down The Drain, I'll Blame It On The Fame.