you’ve got a million ways to
say you’re right
i’ve got nothin to tell you
i’ll see you tonight
you’ve got a million ways to
say i’m wrong
i’ve got nothin to tell you
so i wrote a song
i’m cut at the ankles
got blood on my socks
and i know i’m a handful
so this means a lot
so this means a lot
you’ve got a million ways to
read my mind
and it can get painful
cause you’re always right
like the wind in the morning
it takes me away
it cuts like a??? and
it cut me today
youve got a million ways to
keep me whole
ive got nothin to tell you
cause you dont want to know
you dont wanna know
you will find a
you will find a
you will find a
you will find a