You oughta hear the mirror in my house
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You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth
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Says I'm imperfect in every way:
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"Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway"
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All my friends in L.A. got jobs on Melrose Place
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I play Replacements songs and sigh-- a Waitress In The Sky
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You oughta hear the things I've been thinking
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You oughta swim in a heart that is sinking
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You try to break me with all the things you say:
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"Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway"
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Tony makes 60 K, invests in IRAs,
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But I'm busy making paper airplanes out of resumes
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But I'm gonna burn, I'm gonna shine and multiply
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I'm gonna fill up the great divide
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You'll never break me with all the things you say
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"Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway"
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I'm gonna burn a pie now and then
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And I'm gonna say the wrong things to your friends
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I'm gonna burn and shine and multiply
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And when I do, you're gonna see me in her eyesa˘ĉ|
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I'm gonna burn and shine and multiply
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I'm gonna fill up the great divide
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You'll never break me with all the things you say
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Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway
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Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway
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Miss Halfway, Miss Halfway, Miss Halfway a˘ĉ|
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Miss Halfway
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| Anya Marina |
