It's the way you say it
It's not about the game
It's the way you play it
You might think what I say
Sounds a bit cliche
But in the end
In your mind you'll replay it
Should I be waiting
For the grass to be greener
On the other side
Be sitting at home
Twiddling my thumbs
When I can't decide
Do I run my show
Or is it a compromise
Is it my way
Or the highway
When others think otherwise
I love surprises but
I never improvise
I think I'm grounded but
My strings aren't really tied
The showbiz roller coaster
Has taken me for a ride
The highs
The lows
This is why I stride
It's not what you say
It's the way you say it
It's not about the game
It's the way you play it
You might think what I say
Sounds a bit cliche
But in the end
In your mind you'll replay it
It's not what you say It's the way you say it It's not about the game It's the way you play it You might think what I say Sounds a bit cliche But in the end In your mind you'll replay it Should I be waiting For the grass to be greener On the other side Be sitting at home Twiddling my thumbs When I can't decide Do I run my show Or is it a compromise Is it my way Or the highway When others think otherwise I love surprises but I never improvise I think I'm grounded but My strings aren't really tied The showbiz roller coaster Has taken me for a ride The highs The lows This is why I stride It's not what you say It's the way you say it It's not about the game It's the way you play it You might think what I say Sounds a bit cliche But in the end In your mind you'll replay it Explain Request ×
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