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  You came much closer than they had before……  You never stop needing  And it's good for nothing