You're a true friend You're here till the end When something ain't right Talk with me now and into the night You pull me aside 'Til it's alright again A true friend We sign our cards and letters BFF You've got a million ways to make me laugh

Suicide, it's a suicide (Wake up in the morning, to Lucky Charms cereal) Six million ways to die, choose one It's time to escape, but I don't know where the fuck I'm headed Up or down, right or left, life or death I see myself in a mist of smoke Death

On these streets of gold A million raindrops fell, but now I'm escaping the clouds But somewhere across the river Way back where the sun rises slow A leading road shines like glitter There's still a long way to go A million ways to go, but I never walk

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

You are the apple of my eye, Forever you'll stay in my heart You are the sunshine of my life That's why I'll always be around, I feel like this is the beginning, Though I've loved you for a million years, And if I thought our love was ending, I'd find

'Cause just like him, you always leave me crying A million little wishes float across the sky Picked you out and picked you up Hopin' that my luck would change Let the summer fill my lungs Superstition fill my brain But it's a waste of breath and it's

And the Bible from a woman who's standing on the stage In the land of a million songs You're always searching for a little something different to say You get told you're fitting in, you get told you don't belong You drink too much in a smokey little bar

All your lovin', all your lovin' Baby, all your lovin' One in a million, apart from the crowd When I think of you now It's like callin' a cloud special One and the only, don't leave me lonely You know what we had You know it was always special All your

(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West coast) It's something in the water (Something

(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something