You oughta hear the mirror in my house
You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth
Says Im imperfect in every way:
Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss HalfwayAll my friends in L.A. got jobs on Melrose Place
I play Replacements songs and sigh-- a Waitress In The SkyYou oughta hear the things Ive been thinking
You oughta swim in a heart that is sinking
You try to break me with all the things you say:
Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss HalfwayTony makes 60 K, invests in IRAs,
But Im busy making paper airplanes out of resumesBut Im gonna burn, Im gonna shine and multiply
Im gonna fill up the great divide
Youll never break me with all the things you say
Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss HalfwayIm gonna burn a pie now and then
And Im gonna say the wrong things to your friends
Im gonna burn and shine and multiply
And when I do, youre gonna see me in her eyesIm gonna burn and shine and multiply
Im gonna fill up the great divide
Youll never break me with all the things you say
Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway
Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway
Miss Halfway, Miss Halfway, Miss Halfway