Pulp Lyrics

Album: On Fire

In Many Ways Lyrics

Hey 

 you're treading on my life 

 You're leaving marks, but that's alright 

 In a year or so, I'll look back and I'll smile 

 These things last only for a while 

 In many ways 

 this is a waste of time 

 what will become of it all? 

 I make you cry 

 know you in crowded streets 

 not what I wanted at all 

 Then 

 what else could I do 

 instead of thinking about you? 

 Pleasure now will justify our love 

 See, I even call it "love" 

 In many ways 

 there's nothing I'd rather do 

 one kiss makes sense of it all 

 And what's to come? 

 Let's just not think about it, it might never happen at all.