sitting my legs cold conning myself into believing

that he is still here and this is not depression i'm

feeling

selling your soul to the devil and the devils pipe

another day tonight trying to cross that finish line

never, never, enough

its never ever ever ever ever enough

raising my hands to my face i can feel it coming

as soon as i reach the top down i will come tumbling

he doesn't love you you know he just rushes you for your

money

and your hands are so deep in that pot of sour honey

never, never, enough

its never ever ever ever ever enough