I Get Tweets Every Single Day Going,

I Don't Know If My Songs Fit In Films.

It's Too Cold Outside For Angels To Fly.

I Know You'll Never Love Me Like You Used To.

I Don't Really Do That Whole 'single Life' Thing. I'm Kind Of Heads Down And Get Things Done.

Paper Or Razor Blade, Never Give Up And Just Remember Just To Hold Out More A Couple Years Ago I Couldn't Just Control That Thought You'd Find Me Buskin' On The Street When It Was Cold Outdoors And Now I'm Sweating On The Stage With The Sold Out Tours Writing Love Songs For The Sake Of It Never To Make A Hit