Regrets, I've had a few but then again too few to mention. And more, much more than this, I did it my way.

Sam Phillips asked me to go write a love song, or maybe a bitter weeper. So I wrote a song called, "Cry Cry Cry," went back in and recorded that for the other side of the record.

The more I swear I'm happy the more I'm feeling alone.

I am never writing a breakup record again, by the way. I'm done with being a bitter witch.

A little less fight and a little more spark, close your mouth and open your heart.

For some people, fame kills it and becomes more important than the music or the performance. But for me fame is like rocket fuel. The more my fans like what I'm doing, the more I want to give back to them. And my passion is so strong I can't sleep - I haven't slept for three days.