Good Enough

I seem like a liar, and the God

can see through stone a whole lot better,

needs someone to come and show me up

If the walls could talk, they would lie

then the feeling of the greed, that heartless misfit,

tells me: oh, my kind of life!

Nothing´s ever good enough for me, I know, I know

A cold lover, lost son,

then I go only half the way that

leads a coward thru the freezing night

Has it come up yet? I doubt,

cause I´ve seen the glare, it did not please me

any more than my lust for life

Nothing´s ever good enough for me, I know, I know

And I promised you nothing

and you afraid to tell

That nothing will ever happen

and nothing will ever happen

can you just think of something

something that you´d never say

to push around what surrounds me

pull around what surrounds me

can you just think of something

Something that you´ll never see

There´s always gonna be one thing

it won´t be good enough for me

anyway