IN A WAY
On the third floor of the hotel
There's a pregnant Flamenco dancer
In the bathtub is a razor
And she's planning a great escape
But in a way she's giving up on herself, Whoa Whoa
But either way she's giving up some of herself, Whoa Whoa
In the backyard there's a small boy
Playing soldiers with an army ranger
In the front room there's a mother
And to the small boy she's a stranger
But in a way she's giving up on herself, Whoa Whoa
But either way she's giving up some of herself, Whoa Whoa
Love is only what you give up
Life isn't what you get
Love won't always fill your cup
Life's when you start to live
Life's when you learn to give
When I leave here I'm gonna go home
To the small boy and the flamenco dancer
Leave the guitars in the spotlight
I'm gonna go home to my biggest fans
But in a way I'm giving up some of myself, Whoa Whoa
But in a way isn't that what it's about, Whoa Whoa
But in a way I'm giving up some of myself, Whoa Whoa
But either way isn't that what it's about, Whoa Whoa
Love is only what you give up
Life isn't what you get
Love won't always fill your cup
Life's when you start to live
Life's when you learn to give
Writer(s): Taylor Hanson, Isaac Hanson, Zac Hanson
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