Had Enough

Got to work seven days a week And if I don't, wind up on the street Well I've had enough I've had enough of the blues I'm so tired of being used people I've had enough of the blues Landlord's knockin', he's got to have the rent Before I get my payche

Had Enough Loneliness facing up and down these hallways Second guessing every thought Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles Drowning in the silent screaming - - with nothing left to say Everytime I reach for you, There's no one there to hold on