Half a Room - Duncan Sheik

Here in half a room

Half the things we do

Don’t turn out as planned

Our supply, our demand for love

Always best to play for laughs

Than faced with half hearted

The quest for autographs

Left with half my time

I’ll make do with half rhymes

Some will find those faults

While I do somersaults for them

No, it’s not half bad

But could’ve been quite tragic

It’s just a little sad

Losing half my hopes

Half of which were jokes anyway

All my billion grand designs

Were surely victims of their times

Still I’ve had more than my share

Of pleasure from profit

And losses I must bear

Losses I must bear

Stay for half a drink

Tonight is just the blink of an eye

And I can say I bare my soul

Never nurtures never hold

And if I made one last request

Understand the half a man

Can only do his best to love

To love you

To love you more