If You Never Stop When

I'm Not Really Good At Keeping My Own Secrets. I Can Keep Other People's Secrets Pretty Well. Unless They're Really Good And People Deserve To Hear Them. And I'll Disseminate The Information Accordingly.

The Tweets Are Getting Shorter, But The Songs Are Still 4 Minutes Long. You're Coming Up With 140-character Zingers, And The Song Is Still 4 Minutes Long…i Realized About A Year Ago That I Couldn't Have A Complete Thought Anymore. And I Was A Tweetaholic. I Had Four Million Twitter Followers, And I Was Always Writing On It. And I Stopped Using Twitter As An Outlet And I Started Using Twitter As The Instrument To Riff On, And It Started To Make My Mind Smaller And Smaller And Smaller. And I Couldn't Write A Song.

Half Of My Heart’s Got A Grip On The Situation, Half Of My Heart Takes Time.

When You're Dreaming With A Broken Heart, The Waking Up Is The Hardest Part. You Roll Outta Bed And Down On Your Knees And For A Moment You Can Hardly Breathe.

I Can't Stress Enough How Important It Is To Write Bad Songs. There's A Lot Of People Who Don't Want To Finish Songs Because They Don't Think They're Any Good. Well They're Not Good Enough. Write It! I Want You To Write Me The Worst Songs You Could Possible Write Me Because You Won't Write Bad Songs. You're Thinking They're Bad So You Don't Have To Finish It. That's What I Really Think It Is. Well It's All Right. Well, How Do You Know? It's Not Done!