She tripped on a hole that I'd dug in the soil

To be part of a human garden and I couldn't

Stand in the straight postured sun

But you stood in the mud which came unsoiled

When I came along

You see it's good for nothing, good for nothing

A close look at something

So close

It's too much of not enough

When all we need is just a taste

I strapped myself in for a safe saccharide

Before it started I tried to be anything I saw fit

And it all seemed to fit but you came undone

When I came along

Blind white lies and shallow truth

Broken strings and stolen youth

I've seen too much of not enough but

You came much closer than they had before

You never stop needing

And it's good for nothing