Letra More Than This de Matt Nathanson original

'What a spoiled boy I've been
My mouth full, mess, my arms outstreched
I've got palm sweat, I'm smiling like I'm
Competition
Well, maybe I'm yours'

She said, 'I know you, you're a salesman's son
And you're pimping pretty junk'
And I said,
'What am I supposed to do
They've built the scenes around you
And I need more than this'
And she said, 'what am I supposed to do
Look at what's been come of you
And I need more than this'

'Go on then, hitch me up, baby,
If what I am is not enough
Because I do love the glow you get
When you're told word for word
How to think for yourself

'I'm tired
Of baring my teeth when I smile'