GIMME MORE

Yeah
Gimme, gimme, gimme more
I’d trade it all for something better
Gimme, gimme, gimme more
The more I have, the worse I feel

Cash and sex, no love
Another round, please
Gimme, gimme, gimme more
I’m burning up and I can’t feel the heat

I’ve played my hand
I don’t know where I'm going, just know I won’t arrive
It’s me and my ego
I eat and repeat, but I'm still not full

And I don’t believe them
They say my account can’t take another zero
And I don’t believe them
They say no other model can fit in my bed

I have a million but I want two (I want two)
I have an angel, but I want God
I have everything I want
But I want what you got
(No, no, no, no, no)

It doesn’t serve me anymore
The house I wanted doesn’t serve me anymore
The woman of my dreams doesn’t serve me anymore
What used to serve me doesn’t serve me anymore
I want more

I always want more
That’s my problem, it doesn’t serve me anymore
Having a full account doesn’t serve me anymore
What used to serve me doesn’t serve me anymore
I want more

I used to hook up with models
Now they’re supermodels
I don't know if hypermodels exist
But if they do, I want them

Today it’s routine what used to be a dream
I’ve become a slave to what I own
God, totally
But it all feels the same

Before there was less, now it’s never enough
What used to hurt doesn’t matter anymore
Now that I can pay, they don’t even charge me
Life is ironic, babe

Before everything was a little simpler
Now, if it’s not impossible, it’s useless
I want her holy with a whore's face
Skinny with a fat ass

I have a million but I want two
I have an angel, but I want God
I have everything I want
But I want what you got

It serves me better
The house I wanted doesn’t serve me anymore (I’m so confused)
The woman of my dreams doesn’t serve me anymore (it was better back then, and I had less)
What used to serve me doesn’t serve me anymore (and now I don’t know what to do with all this)
I want more

It doesn’t serve me anymore
The house I wanted doesn’t serve me anymore
The woman of my dreams doesn’t serve me anymore
What used to serve me doesn’t serve me anymore
I want more

I always want more
That’s my problem, it doesn’t serve me anymore
Having a full account doesn’t serve me anymore
What used to serve me doesn’t serve me anymore
I want more

Almost, I’m not where I want to be, but almost
I don’t have that much money, but almost
I’m not satisfied, but almost, almost