Beast Monster Thing (Love Isn't Enough)

And any remaining interest my friends have in me

Is just, hey!

This animal can talk

So all your friends are leaving town

You're hiding out in your parents' house

They wonder why you never go to church

Hard to explain why it doesn't work

'Cause you're not living in sin well

But you're not living in health well

And you're a danger to yourself, well

And to pedestrians

I co-write my songs with myself

He feels the feelings, I write the words

I co-write my songs with myself

He feels the feelings, I write the words

He writes down his feelings

I say: What are you doing?

And he never saw the bright lights

And he never had a good time

And he never saw the bright lights

And he never saw the good times

So I sleep in my old loft bed

And search for hope inside my head

But even in my dreams

I know the difference between what I want

And what I got

'Cause what I got is mumble

Mumble, how are you doing?

Why is the door locked? I'll be out in a minute, second

Ooh, these are good lyrics, I should charge a dollar per thought, and

What I want, what I want, what I want

What I want, what I want, what I want

What I want, what I want

Love isn't love enough

At least not how I'm making it

Love isn't love enough

I think this is the other thing

Don't get mad at the system

You can't change the system

Get mad at your lover

You can affect your lover

Like pulling out nails with the back of the hammer

Spending my money in 12 dollar increments

Milkshake plus tip adds up to more than I think

And I admit my heart is a laughing stock

But that's why that's why that's why that's why

'Cause I don’t want to be perceived, yeah

As a thing you can believe in

I'm an optical illusion

And pretty soon I think I'm leaving

(And he never saw the bright lights)

(And he never had a good time)

(And he never saw the bright lights)

(And he never saw the good times)

(And he never saw the bright times)

(And he never had a good time)

(Never saw the, never saw the, never, the good times)

When I stopped laughing and got to thinking

When I stopped laughing at how much we were drinking

When you never called me back

When I was staring at the paint crack

Fun while it lasted but it didn’t last

It was fun while it lasted but it didn’t

It was fun while it lasted but it didn’t last

It was fun while it lasted but it didn’t

Like pulling out nails with the back of the hammer

Only her voice and bones are left; at last

Only her voice, her bones are turned to stone