More Than This
What a spoiled boy I've been
My mouth full, mess, my arms outstretched
I've got palm sweat, I'm smiling like I'm competition
Well, maybe I'm yours
She said, 'I know you, you're a salesman's son
And you're pimping pretty junk'
And I said, 'What am I supposed to do
They've built the scenes around you and I need more than this'
And she said, 'What am I supposed to do
Look at what's been come of you and I need more than this'
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Go on then, hitch me up, baby
If what I am is not enough
Because I do love the glow you get
When you're told word for word
How to think for yourself
Of baring my teeth when I smile