I'm Not A Control Freak.

When I Came In From Paris Recently, For Some Reason The Guy From Customs Wanted To Know What Kind Of Music I Wrote. I Was Like, "i Really Want To Please You So You Don't Keep Me Here, But I Have No Answer To That."

My Scars Were Reflecting The Mist In Your Headlights I Looked Like A Neon Zebra, Shaking Rain Off Her Stripes

I Volunteered At Ucla's Occupational Therapy Ward, Where There Are Lots Of Kids With Autism And Emotional Problems. I Just Wanted To Prove To Myself That I Could Not Break Down And Cry At Everything, And That I Could Just Help Somebody Else. The One Thing I Really Remember Was That When We Would Take Them Out Of The Hospital For A Walk Around Campus, They Would Freak Out The Most When We Were Waiting For The Elevator. I Remember The Guy At The Elevator Said To Himself, "transitions Are The Hardest." And I Said To Myself, "transitions Are Always The Hardest."

I Want To Be Able To Do Whatever I Feel Like Doing And Not Worry About Anything. Even When I Was A Kid, The Only Contemporary Artist I Listened To Was Cyndi Lauper.

It's A Sad, Sad World When A Girl Will Break A Boy, Just Because She Can.