You Got Me Sitting On

You're Not The Only One Accused Of Hit And Run. Tire Tracks All Across My Back, Well I Can See You've Had Your Fun.

You Know I'll Kiss You For My Supper. Yeah, You Know I'll Kiss You For My Dinner, Baby.

Good And Evil Lay Side By Side.

Manic Depression Is A Frustratin' Mess.

When I Die, I Want People To Play My Music, Go Wild And Freak Out And Do Anything They Want To Do.