From the recording Carousel
VERSEI wanted this to mean more than it does Strangers faces in the place of usI wanted this to be more than it was A consolation wasting in the sunI tried my best to be just who I wasAnd when it didn't work I gave it upI wanted trust to be the fruit of loveI starved myself, you never had enoughPRE CHORUS
Isn't it enough? When is it enough? CHORUSI'm falling backwardsReaching for something that makes senseKeep falling backwardsMaking something from nothing leftVERSEI did my best to please and saw the sum The gifts we get are gone and getting judgedI wanted yes to be more than a crutchAn automatic answer on our tongueI looked for anything to pick me upI hung myself each time I came undoneI wanted less to be more than enoughI made a beggar out of everyoneBRIDGEBetter soon is never being good enoughBetter soon is what we use to keep this upBetter soon but what's the use if nothing's left?