Too many women in this big black room
 Too many people with the same perfume
 Too many women but not enough of you
 Too many prisoners in this sinking ship
 Too many ribbons at your fingertips
 Too many reasons for me to be blue
 but not enough of you
 Not enough of you

 But I will wait for you to figure it out
 Soon you'll be chasing me through the out door
 onto the street I will be kneeling on the ground
 Thanking my lucky scars you've found me
 my lucky scars you've finally tripped over me

 Too many spiders on yor windowpane
 too many creatures
 with the same Christian name
 Too many Betty's and too many Sue's
 but not enough of you

 But I will wait for you to figure it out
 Soon you'll be chasing me through the out door
 onto the street I will be kneeling on the ground
 Thanking my lucky scars you've found me
 my lucky scars you've finally tripped over me

 Is it possible to be listening
 long enough to forget I'm not alive
 Is it possible for me to be giving
 more of myself than I actually have
 Is it possible for me to be listening
 long enough to forget I'm not alone
 Is it possible to be giving
 more of myself than I actually own

 Too many women in this big black room
 Too man people with the same perfume
 Too many women but not enough of you
 ...not enough of you