too much of not enough

Silverchair

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
When I came along
When I came along

You never stop needing
You never stop needing
A close look at something So close
It's too much of not enough
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
When I came along
When I came along

You never stop needing
You never stop needing
A close look at something So close
It's too much of not enough
A close look at something So close
It's too much of not enough
When all we need is just a taste

Blind white lies and shallow truth
Broken strings and stolen youth
I've seen too much of not enough but
You came much closer than they had before
You came much closer than they had before
You came much closer than they had before

You never stop needing
You never stop needing
You never stop needing
And it's good for nothing