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