I Came Home Tonight


I Felt Like I'd Die Of Loneliness


Strange You Think, Popularity


I'm Looking For A Simple Life,


Life Ain't Simple


I'm Sick And Tired, I Don't Wanna Be Alone


I Go To A Party, But I Don't Really Want To


So Now I'm Sitting Out Here On My Porch


Writing In The Dark Air, Listening To


My Little Black Cat Miau


I'm Trying To Vent Some Of The Terrible Passion


That's Coursing Through Me


There's Something About You


There's Something About Spending The Afternoon


Asleep In Your Arms


I Hate You


Fucker