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
