Enough (Live)

A once peripatetic forage now stultified.

Sometimes you gotta wonder why a guy even tries.

My words are cutting like dull butter knives.

So let's all raise our glasses now, at least we tried.

She gave it up and he didn't die.

The waiters all went home and the calendar smiled.

He dusted off his knees and kissed the man goodbye.

So let's all raise our glasses now, at least we tried!

These waves are easing now, but times keep getting rough.

Our feet are dancing in the air below the bluff.

Now I know it's time to give it up.

I'll never be in love with somebody who loves me enough.