My Head's A Carousel Of Pictures And

I'd Rather Be Working For A Paycheck, Than Waiting To Win The Lottery. Besides, Maybe This Time It's Different, I Mean, I Really Think You Like Me.

I've Given Up Trying To Understand What People Think About Me.

Although Omaha Is My Birthplace And The Place I Grew Up, I Don't See Myself Spending Extended Amounts Of Time There. I Feel Almost More Comfortable And More At Peace In New York.

One By One I Drowned All The People I’d Been.

And Me I'm In The Bathroom Crying Out My Eyelids Because It's Hard To Be A Man When You're Scared, Just Like A Little Kid.