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