if i'm not enough for you

in the distant inner city light

we stare mankind right in the eyes

she says i love you but it's not enough

cause she's a rich girl and i'm nothing but a fake

my shoes are lined with sellotape

and i'm not fooing anyone with my sad heart

so if i'm not enough for you

won't you take some pity on me please

and do whatever you must do

well let me down real easily

and in the distant city burst of flames?

and i can't help feel that i am to blame

cause i could be a rich man but my wealths not made of things

it comes out sometimes when i sing

my spine is too thick and my nerves are made of strings

so if i'm not enough for you

won't you take some pity on me please

and do whatever you must do

but let me down real easily