More Than This — текст песни (Matt Nathanson)

"What a spoiled boy I`ve been
My mouth full, mess, my arms outstreched
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"

"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

"I`m tired
Of baring my teeth when I smile"