I don?t want to spend the rest of my life   Starin' at a man, looking down a line   What?s he say? Not my style   Just a stylized version of an obsolete file      I don?t want to spend the rest of my time   Lookin' for the words I?m never going to find   You read them in a book and apply them to your life   But how can I be as pretty as she writes?   I know I?m all right      Because the needle can?t burn   What the needle can?t find      She don?t want to spend the rest of her heart   Waste it on a job and never get a start   Part of her says she should be herself   And part of her says she should be with someone else      I don?t want to spend the rest of my life   Looking for a girl I?m never gonna find   Starin' back at me when I come home at night   But how can she be as pretty as I write?   It will be hard, but I know I?m all right      Because the needle can?t burn   What the needle can?t find   And the money won?t save   What the money can?t buy      And part of me is safe   And part of me is lies   So be mine tonight