People who can't kiss had everything given to them.
You either have to sing about being scorned by a lover or sing about thinking a boy is cute and wanting him to notice you. That's about as edgy as you can get.
I thought I was loved.
I'm the female Simon Cowell. He said I'm the scariest woman he's ever met. I asked him why he never dated me, and he said I was too intimidating.
I've definitely been obsessed with a couple of girls. They didn't work out.
When a young man complains that a young lady has no heart, it's pretty certain that she has his.
Men don't fall in love with me - only young ones.
The boy I was crazy about was super into photography, so I weaseled my way into AP Photo to impress him and spend more time with him. He never liked me back, but I ended up spending most my senior year in the darkroom - it became a sort of safe haven for me.
Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.
When I was sixteen, I was an absolutely romantic guy. I fell in love every week. I mean, I was in love with everybody, but unfortunately, nobody was in love with me.
I went to the University of Vermont because I had a kind of unrequited love for this high school girlfriend. She wasn't even at the University but at another school nearby. But I thought if went to a school near her, just maybe... I was really remedial about girls in so many ways.
What then in love can woman do? If we grow fond they shun us. And when we fly them, they pursue: But leave us when they've won us.
Nobody has any security in loving me.
Prince and I were just friends. I think he would have been happy to have had a relationship.
Most of us have been in that situation where you've been falling in love with somebody who didn't feel the same way. It's not a nice situation.
It's hard to put someone in the friend zone.
Girls are always running through my mind. They don't dare walk.
There were points in my life where I felt oddly irresistible to women. I'm not in that state now and that makes me sad.
No one has taken my heart in their hand. I haven't given it... I have lent myself, rented myself out, but never given myself.
The girls who like me aren't the ones I like. Or, if I do and they want to commit, I suddenly need tons of time with my friends.
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
Misery loves company, but company does not reciprocate.
I am baffled by men. When they want me, I don't want them; when I want them, they don't want me.
I regard the theater as a woman I loved dearly who treated me like dirt.
