I Can't Write Another Breakup Record. That

I Know You Haven't Made Your Mind Up Yet But I Would Never Do You Wrong I've Known It From The Moment That We Met No Doubt In My Mind Where You Belong

If I Am Constantly Working, My Relationships Fail. So At Least Now I Can Have Enough Time To Write A Happy Record. And Be In Love And Be Happy.

I Want To Go And See Things As A Fan Again. I Am A Fan, But I Can't Remember What It Feels Like To Be A Fan Anymore. Because I've Become An Artist. I've Become The Artist.

Should I Give Up Or Should I Just Keep Chasing Pavement, Even If It Leads Nowhere?

Would I Show My Body Off If I Was Thinner? Probably Not, Because My Body Is Mine. I Think I Remind Everyone Of Themselves. I'm Not Saying Everyone Is My Size, But It's Relatable Because I'm Not Perfect, And I Think A Lot Of People Are Portrayed As Perfect, Unreachable And Untouchable.