I’ve been through so much in my life. I’ve seen so much. I know how fast things can change. I know someone can be here one minute and gone the next.
If I’m alone too long I think too much, and I’m not interested in doing that. That won’t lead anywhere good, I’m sure. If I’m busy I tend to stay out of trouble. An idle mind is the devil’s playground.
I absolutely refuse to bare midriff.
It’s hard for me to be happy because I’m always worried about something going awry or what could happen to screw it up. It’s hard for me to sit and look around, going, ‘Ah, I’m really happy.’ I’m not that kind of person.
I want to pave my own path artistically.
I don’t do yoga. I bite the hella outta my nails. I smoke, I eat all the wrong food, I don’t exercise.
Something happens to people around fame and power and money – it can bring out the worst and best in people; it’s a monster you have to tame.
I think people think I’m harder and more arrogant and cocky than I am – because I know how to put on a front, but it’s nothing like who I am inside.
I’m not doing this to be a pop star. I’ve had plenty of money and attention. I’m doing it for credibility.
I’m not eager to jump into marriage again. I’m in the corner right now, wearing my dunce cap. That area is obviously a nightmare.
Anybody in the spotlight can get lost in that if they are not careful.
When I’m doing interviews, I’m doing interviews, and when I am writing, I’m writing. I sit there with a musician and I write. It’s the same process since I started writing in my twenties. I like to come in and leave with a finished song.