A Good Love Is Delicious, You Can't

We'll Fight, Not Out Of Spite For Someone Must Stand Up For What's Right 'cause Where There's A Man Who Has No Voice There Ours Shall Go Singing My Hands Are Small I Know But They're Not Yours, They Are My Own But They're Not Yours, They Are My Own I Am Never Broken In The End Only Kindness Matters In The End Only Kindness Matters

I Have Hundreds And Hundreds Of Songs Waiting To Get On Albums, But I Don't Know About The Three-month Radio Tours And If I'll Be Interested In That. I Haven't Figured It Out, But I Will Definitely Be Doing Music, Whether It Is Independent Or With A Major Record Label.

I'm Having A Bad Day. I Am Not Size Six. My Legs Are Not Skinny As Sticks, And Dammit, Someone's Got To Pay. I'm Afraid That I Can't Satisfy Myself And That My Happiness Depends On Someone Else. I Feel Weak, So You're Gonna Take The Fall. You're So Shallow.

We All Should Choose Our Friends Carefully. I Used To Think That No One Could Know Me Better Than Somebody Else, Because You're Inside Yourself, Your Body, You Can't See Yourself. If You Think Like That, You Surround Yourself With Other People Who Are Willing To Tell You Who You Are, Which Are Usually Judgmental People ... We Should Really Surround Ourselves With The Ones That Adore Us And Believe In The Highest Of Us.

Excuse Me, Guess I've Mistaken You For Somebody Else, Somebody Who Gave A Damn, Somebody More Like Myself.