Texty: Oh Laura. It Ain't Enough.

You come home in the evening with whiskey on your breath
I dream about leaving, and wake up with regrets
The dinner that I made you is already getting cold
And you don?t need to tell me that this is getting old

It ain?t enough. It ain?t half of what you owe me
And it?s just my luck to find someone like you
It ain?t enough. It ain?t half of what you told me
It ain?t enough
It ain?t enough

Cutting to the chase now. I?ll save us both some time
Make it easier somehow to leave this all behind
You said Baby I?m not perfect. That?s just the way it is
Well, anyone can see that. But I need more than this

It ain?t enough. It ain?t half of what you owe me
And it?s just my luck to find someone like you

It ain?t enough. It ain?t half of what you told me
It ain?t enough
It ain?t enough