Our World Is A Huge

Have A Seat, While I Take To The Sky.

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

I Know I'm An Acquired Taste - I'm Anchovies. And Not Everybody Wants Those Hairy Little Things.

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.

Baker, Baker, Can You Explain, If Truly His Heart Was Made Of Icing.