[Verse 1]
If I thought I could wake up
I would but I don't
Or take a peek beneath
The skin, I could
But what good would it do?
There's too much under there
[Chorus]
And I'm trying to make the most of it
Not looking for a perfect fit
I can go along to get along
But let me know when I can quit
Making the most of it
Making the most of it
[Verse 2]
Why's it always come out wrong?
Needing repair
It never comes to stay
Ever almost there
On the tip of my tongue
It never goes away
[Chorus]
And I'm trying to make the most of it
Not looking for a perfect fit
Though I can go along to get along
I wanna know when I can quit
Making the most of it
Making the most of it
If I thought I could wake up
I would but I don't
Or take a peek beneath
The skin, I could
But what good would it do?
There's too much under there
[Chorus]
And I'm trying to make the most of it
Not looking for a perfect fit
I can go along to get along
But let me know when I can quit
Making the most of it
Making the most of it
[Verse 2]
Why's it always come out wrong?
Needing repair
It never comes to stay
Ever almost there
On the tip of my tongue
It never goes away
[Chorus]
And I'm trying to make the most of it
Not looking for a perfect fit
Though I can go along to get along
I wanna know when I can quit
Making the most of it
Making the most of it
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