Too many women in this big black room
Too many people with the same perfume
Too many women but not enough of you
Too many prisoners in this sinking ship
Too many ribbons at your fingertips
Too many reasons for me to be blue
but not enough of you
Not enough of you
But I will wait for you to figure it out
Soon you'll be chasing me through the out door
onto the street I will be kneeling on the ground
Thanking my lucky scars you've found me
my lucky scars you've finally tripped over me
Too many spiders on yor windowpane
too many creatures
with the same Christian name
Too many Betty's and too many Sue's
but not enough of you
But I will wait for you to figure it out
Soon you'll be chasing me through the out door
onto the street I will be kneeling on the ground
Thanking my lucky scars you've found me
my lucky scars you've finally tripped over me
Is it possible to be listening
long enough to forget I'm not alive
Is it possible for me to be giving
more of myself than I actually have
Is it possible for me to be listening
long enough to forget I'm not alone
Is it possible to be giving
more of myself than I actually own
Too many women in this big black room
Too man people with the same perfume
Too many women but not enough of you
not enough of you