I wanna be the one that you know
Will be pretty without her clothes
But I'm joking around
I'm joking around instead
I wanna be the one that you kiss
Stroking my cheek, Haley, you're hilarious
And you're joking around
You're joking around, too
Oh, why can't I be
Why can't I be both to you?
I guess sometimes
It's a hit or a miss and you lose
Well, I guess sometimes
You just have to be your own muse
I'm gonna be the one that you read
Front page of the paper, flung at your feet
And I'm doing fine
I'm doing fine on my own
And it turns out
It turns out that I can be both
Well, I guess sometimes
It's a hit or a miss and you lose
Well, I guess sometimes
You just have to be your own muse
Well, I guess sometimes
You just have to be your own muse
Be your own muse
Be your own muse
Be your own muse
