“I burned my own damn finger pokin’ someone else’s fire.”

Don’t wreck my reputation, Let me wreck my own.

Follow your arrow, Wherever it points.

It’s hard to remember a time when I wasn’t writing.

I know what I want and it gets in my way. I know I’m not easy.

Im all about small towns. I think its a great place to grow up.

A great song will be great forever – it’s timeless and classic in that way.

I know not every song has to be a powerful message.

Legs longer than my marriage.

I used to write poems more when I was younger, but I haven’t in a long time. I just write ideas and paragraphs and go from there.

Guess I’m hangin’ by myself but I don’t mind.

Forced idleness evolves into beauty.

Fame freaks me out. Do you just wake up different? I don’t know how to scale it back if it gets too crazy.

In the beginning, I wrote OK songs, but they didn’t have a unique perspective.

I’d rather be more of the hippie country chick – as in, instead of pointing a finger, just maybe saying, ‘We’re all screw-ups. We’re all in this kind of together. We’re all just figuring this out.’

A lot of what gets on the radio isn’t saying anything other than somebody wants to be famous and will do whatever they’re told to get it.

Anyone singing about trucks, in any form, in any song, anywhere, literally just stop – nobody cares!

Tears like flame slide down my skin, they burn like the memory of you.

Trust can burn bridges and as easily burn them down, don’t play with it.

These bridges that we walk across they weren’t build to be burned.

The sky is on fire I am, too cigarette burns on my faded tattoo.

We burn incandescent memories lungs aching with washed-out oxygen as if we weren’t to meet again.

His love set her on fire and she loved the way it burned.

Dry throat on the days I’d rather just watch the candle burn.

The lava that erupts from the volcanoes has been reoccurring for far too long and even tho I’ve been warned that my lava can burn others I can’t help but erupt at the possibility that someone will want to burn for me.