Some might tell you there's no hope in hand Just because they feel hopeless But you don't have to be a thing like that You be a ship in a bottle set sail

Im not going to change my ways, just to please you or appease you, inside a crowd five billion proud willing to punch it out, right, wrong, weak strong, ashes to ashes all fall down.

A friend is always good to have, but a lover's kiss is better than angels raining down on me.

I'm a fairly tormented artist, and I'm less willing to indulge myself in self-pity, outside of songwriting.

...Oh, man, oh how I wish I didn't smoke or drink to reason with my head...