There's No Way I Can

Basically, That's Why I Wrote: To Save My Ass, To Save My Ass From The Madhouse, From The Streets, From Myself.

People Don't Do Me Much Good.

I Don’t Understand People, Never Will. It Looks Like I Got To Travel Pretty Much Alone.

If You Have The Ability To Love, Love Yourself First.

Well, Death Says, As He Walks By, I'm Going To Get You Anyhow No Matter What You've Been: Writer, Cab-driver, Pimp, Butcher, Sky-diver, I'm Going To Get You