For You Know That It's

One May Not Eat What Has A Face.

That's The Terrible Thing About Growing Up. You Lose Friends. It's Inevitable. It's Not Like It's A Surprise. But It Is Terrible.

When You First Get Money, You Buy All These Things So No One Thinks You're Mean, And You Spread It Around. You Get A Chauffeur And You Find Yourself Thrown Around The Back Of This Car And You Think, I Was Happier When I Had My Own Little Car! I Could Drive Myself!

I Used To Think Anyone Doing Anything Weird Was Weird. Now I Know That It Is The People That Call Others Weird That Are Weird.

Every Love Song I Write Is For Linda.