Lyrics: Debris Stevenson/Jourdan Blair
Music: Nick Sterrett
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m not good enough
Cos it’s clear you don’t believe I’m worthy of your love
I can’t take the truth, just speak the words, this armours tough
It’s clear that you believe I’m just not good enough
For you
Maybe I’m wrong maybe I don’t do enough
One day I think you might mature into your Mum
She lived and loved nah she aint in a fuss
When we in a rutt she aint ever into us
And I respect that
Cos never has to get to gloves
Let me fetch that
I know she likes her guinness punch
I swear I never helped, you lie I help myself
Its supposed to be a partnership your troubling myself
Running your mouth like your want to win a medal
It’s hell, you eat loud
Sometimes my feet smell
You say I don’t appreciate having this clean hour
I think we both forget what we got and its senile
You see know you swtich when you see gyal
But your the only bird in my life they just sea shells
My 2 girls are pretty I see shell
Any time I’m with them you know that I mean well
I mean out cos you know I sleep out
You knew I wasn’t one of them stiffs when you reached out
Alien perception your stuck in that detail
I’m not here to follow the script its a free world
I could be afraid of commitment and need help
Or maybe your just tipping a little the libra scale
I dont want the kids in the middle when we yell
Till you can change the locks on your crib till it makes sense
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m not good enough
Cos it’s clear you don’t believe I’m worthy of your love
I can’t take the truth, just speak the words, this armours tough
It’s clear that you believe I’m just not good enough
Feeling on edge, feeling like an outcast, feeling like a paranoid schizophrenic off his meds
Imma supposed to be here imma supposed to be there Imma supposed to be happy or imma supposed to be scared
Question myself like am I good enough
Or have I done enough
Getting down from stressing to get my money up
Tied of tricking and performing bunny hops
Like when will it fully stop
Words to the gully god gully god
Double shots of rum and scotch to escape
Chillin with something posh, no our life aint the same
I’m from the hood she from the burb I’m in the hood with the birds
Her mum and dad own a farm and a shotgun that’ll burst
If they knew their precious daughter was in love with a thug
Musical notes got us joined up like wrapping a bud
Sneaking around hotel rooms and plans for abroad
Got to man up all this fear got me small like a boy
Debris Stevenson
I want to live in the space between your teeth and your tongue
I want to taste the fun
Like broken see-saws and a potato gun
I wanna be the words that get caught in that mist around your lips
I want to stick in your clothes like evaporated vinegar on chips
I want a relationship that lives
In the sky
But not like a blimp or one that can fly I want a relationship that can fall
A relationship that can sky dive, thrive of the upward thrust of air thats struggling to keep us alive
I want to be barely upright
Like a crooked house on the seaside
And then stare into your eyes like everyone else has died
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m not good enough
Cos it’s clear you don’t believe I’m worthy of your love
I can’t take the truth, just speak the words, this armours tough
It’s clear that you believe I’m just not good enough
For you
Look me in the eye and tell me I’m not good enough