Pretty Is Never Beautiful.

So, You Can Make Me Come, That Doesn't Make You Jesus.

Is There Room In My Heart For You To Follow Your Heart?

Hair Is Gray And The Firers Are Burning. So Many Dreams On The Shelf. You Say I Wanted You To Be Proud Of Me. I Always Wanted That Myself.

Years Go By Will I Still Be Waiting For Somebody Else To Understand Years Go By If I'm Stripped Of My Beauty And The Orange Clouds Raining In Head Years Go By Will I Choke On My Tears Till Finally There Is Nothing Left One More Casualty You Know We're Too Easy Easy Easy

It's Emotional Blackmail To Say If You're A Good Businesswoman And A Musician, You're Betraying Your Music.