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