Half of Everything

Working hard, it goes on and on You live to waste and crave the taste
You’ll find that what you want ain’t always what you need
Lord, it ain’t always what you need
So you find your way, through present
Tense
But, do you ever ask yourself if it all make sense
Now that you got what you came for
Whatcha gonna do Mmm… Whatcha gonna do So this is it It seems to be gone
Every step and move you make turns and slips it all away
Cause ever since I took it all for granted
Weep with tears of a crocodile
Half of everything is what I have