Cruel World has been my favourite track from Ultraviolence ever since I recorded it.
I learned that there’s no reason why people decide they like music when they do.
I’m the gangsta Nancy Sinatra.
They judge me like a picture book, by the colors, like they forgot to read.
Life is beautiful, but you don’t have a clue.
No matter how many people give me advice, I am going to do what my heart tells me to do.
In New York I pretty much live in diners – I order French Fries, Diet Coke floats and lots of coffee.
I like to write about the way things used to be and paint pictures of my memories with beautiful words and melodies.
Feeling like you’re respected among the people who do the same thing you do is incredible and necessary.
Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I’ve got nothing but my aching soul?
I am my only God.
Hello heaven, you are a tunnel lined with yellow lights on a dark night.
I feel free when I see no one and nobody knows my name.
His Parliament’s on fire and his hands are up.
I was filled with poison, but blessed with beauty and rage.
When you get real big baby, remember that little old cowgirl. Waiting for you back in that red river valley.
In the land of Gods and Monsters, I was an Angel living in the garden of Evil.
Like a view of the sea on a summer day on the most perfect winding road taken in from your car seat window A thing perfect and ready to become a part of the texture of the fabric of Something more ethereal like Mount Olympus where Zeus and Athena and the rest of the immortals play.
It’s amazing what women in love will do.
Summer’s in the air and baby, heaven’s in your eyes.