A Little Bit More - The Good Life

You flipped the sign in your window

But, baby, are you really closed?

I got nowhere else to run to

I sure as hell ain’t running home

We could crash back at your apartment

I’ll sleep on the floor

Give me just a little bit more

Can’t you give me just a little bit more?

I never knew what I was missing

Frankly, I was better off

You let me drink from your cup

And now I don’t know how to stop

I’ve been pounding and pleading at your window

Sadly ignored

I want it just a little bit more

I want it just a little bit more

You love me then you lock your doors

I thought we were painting a bigger picture

Now I know the score

I want it just a little bit more

I want it just a little bit more

You finally had me thinking I was special

But you’re a liar and a whore

It makes me want you just a little bit more

I want you just a little bit more

Baby, don’t you make me go home

Don’t you make me go home