You've got just enough troubles
To make you feel that you've got something to say
You've got just enough money
To make you feel you're not the one who should pay
You've got just enough friends
To make sure they agree with the things that you say
You've got just enough nerve
To believe that you're right anyway

Heaven help me
To be nice to you today
But heaven help me
Not to be what you became

You're just ignorant enough
Never to know that there's too much to learn
You're just innocent enough
Never to question the things that you've done
You've had just enough time
To be so very sure of the way you behave
You've got just enough left
Not to notice you're already digging your grave

Heaven help me
To be nice to you today
But heaven help me
Not to be what you became

You've got just enough books
To be able to look up a quote or two
You've got just enough talent
To make it feel that it should've been you
And it could've been you
It so nearly could've been you
Yet you look at me and say I could be saved
While you're slowly digging your grave

Heaven help me
Not to be what you became

You've got just enough words
To express the emotions you're likely to feel
You've got just enough sense
To make sure that you'll always be up on the deal
You've got just enough reasons
To make you feel that you've got grudges to bear
You've got just enough faith
To believe that there's somebody out there who cares

Heaven help me
To be nice to you today
But heaven help me
Not to be what you became

Heaven help me
To be nice to you today
But heaven help me
Not to be what you became

Heaven help me