Not Good Enough - The Saturdays

You talk about the gifts you buy for me

Talk about the beautiful things you say

The car you drive, the things you do, the way we ride

And you always seem to know what I’m about

Telling me you know without a doubt

That I’m the one, that I’m for real

Well let me ask you

Did you notice I don’t like this?

I’m no trophy

What you front is not for me now

My hand doesn’t wanna hold yours

My plans really don’t involve yours

So enough, it’s not good enough

Just not good enough, no

My eyes, they don’t wanna look at you

My mind, doesn’t wanna deal with who you’ve become

It’s not good enough

Just not good enough for me

I never understood your reasons for

Coming off as if you’re good for more

Than what you have, than what you are

I’m sick of that

And I know I come across as a girl who cares

Cares about my bags and the shoes I wear

But I’m for real, I never pose

I say what I feel

Obviously you don’t know me

You won’t like this

But I’m gonna say it anyway

My hand doesn’t wanna hold yours

My plans really don’t involve yours

So enough, it’s not good enough

Just not good enough, no

My eyes, they don’t wanna look at you

My mind, doesn’t wanna deal with who you’ve become

It’s not good enough

Just not good enough for me

Your ride, I don’t care about that

Your pride, I don’t care about that

Where are you?

Where did you go?

Please tell me who lies next to me at night?

And I, really thought that we could go so high

And it’s killing me to see you try the way you do

I wanted you but you are nowhere around

My hand doesn’t wanna hold yours

My plans really don’t involve yours

So enough, it’s not good enough

Just not good enough, no

My eyes, they don’t wanna look at you

My mind, doesn’t wanna deal with who you’ve become

It’s not good enough

Just not good enough for me