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