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

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