the air comes off the ocean
the city smells fishy
the air is full of fish and mystery
whispering who, what, when
I am warning you I am weightless
and the wind is always shifting
so don`t hang anything on me
if you ever want to see it again
I am telling you I`m different than you
think I am
and you can dangle your carrot
but I ain`t gunna reach for it
cuz I need both my hands
to play my guitar
and life is a sleezy stranger
who looks vaguely familiar
flirting with a bimbo named disaster
at the end of the bar
and I am telling you that I am different
than you are
at night when you`re asleep
self-hatred`s going to creep in
and try to blame it on the devil
the one who`s bed you sleep in
and don`t tell me what they did to you
as though you had no choice
tell me, isn`t that your picture?
isn`t that your voice?
if you don`t live what you sing about
your mirror is going to find out
oh yeah
I`d like to go to all the pretty parties
where all the pretty people go
and I ain`t really all that pretty
but nobody will know
cuz everybody loves you
when you`re a star
and nobody questions
what it takes to go that far
and life is a sleezy stranger
and this is his favorite bar
no I don`t prefer obscurity
but I`m an idealistic girl
and I wouldn`t work for you
no matter what you paid
and I may not be able
to change the whole fucking world
but I could be the million
that you never made
oh yeah
I could be the million that you never made
I could be the million that you`ll never make
You`re looking at the million that you`ll never make