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