I Guess My Husband Is A Muse

I'm The Thing That Fundamentalist Christians Cringe Over.

Your Apocalypse Was Fab.

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

If I Was Writing Songs Just For Me I'd Only Play Them In My Living Room, Alone.

Though I Can't Change What Happened, I Can Choose How To React. And I Don't Want To Spend The Rest Of My Life Being Bitter And Locked Up.