What the money can’t buy
What’s he say? Not my style
And the money won’t save
Because the needle can’t burn
I don’t want to spend the rest of my time
Part of her says she should be herself
Lookin' for the words I’m never going to find
I know I’m all right
What the needle can’t find
But how can she be as pretty as I write?
Looking for a girl I’m never gonna find
Just a stylized version of an obsolete file
She don’t want to spend the rest of her heart
It will be hard, but I know I’m all right
You read them in a book and apply them to your life
I don’t want to spend the rest of my life
And part of me is lies
Waste it on a job and never get a start
What the needle can’t find
And part of me is safe
But how can I be as pretty as she writes?
And part of her says she should be with someone else
Because the needle can’t burn
Starin' back at me when I come home at night
