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.
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.
Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.
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.
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.
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.
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.
Girls are always running through my mind. They don't dare walk.
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.
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.
I am baffled by men. When they want me, I don't want them; when I want them, they don't want me.
Misery loves company, but company does not reciprocate.
I regard the theater as a woman I loved dearly who treated me like dirt.
