You oughta hear the mirror in my house You oughta fear her pretty, pretty mouth Says I’m imperfect in every way: “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”
All my friends in L.A. got jobs on Melrose Place I play Replacements songs and sigh-- a Waitress In The Sky
You oughta hear the things I’ve 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 Halfway”
Tony makes 60 K, invests in IRA’s, But I’m busy making paper airplanes out of resumes
But I’m gonna burn, I’m gonna shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll never break me with all the things you say “Miss Almost, Miss Maybe, Miss Halfway”
I’m gonna burn a pie now and then And I’m gonna say the wrong things to your friends I’m gonna burn and shine and multiply And when I do, you’re gonna see me in her eyes…
I’m gonna burn and shine and multiply I’m gonna fill up the great divide You’ll 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.