Rain, rain, rain down on me.

Black tears stain the cheeks which once were so admired.

Jump in the mud, love. Get your hands filthy.

Don’t drink the water.

Splish splash, me and you takin’ a bath.

Sometimes, I find it’s easier to be myself; sometimes, I find it’s better to be somebody else.

Open up and let the rain come pouring in.

In the spotlight, life is so peachy—unless you’re in the spotlight for a reason.

I did it, guilty as charged.