never enough

He’s at the top Name on the glass door Champagne on white floors Phone full of people he don’t call Gold on his wrist Cold in his chest, though Smiles for the flashbulbs Rides home alone in the back row One more win, still never enough Stack it up high, still calling his bluff Every new crown feels lighter than dust He keeps on climbing, climbing But it’s eating him up Yeah, the void grows bigger with every rush One more win, still never enough New city, same suite Room key on the nightstand He stares at the ceiling Counting deals instead of sheep He thought it’d feel different Thought the view would heal it But every “you did it” Just makes the silence deeper One more win, still never enough Stack it up high, still calling his bluff Every new crown feels lighter than dust He keeps on climbing, climbing But it’s eating him up Yeah, the void grows bigger with every rush One more win, still never enough What if he stopped? Would anything fall? Would anyone notice If he let go of it all? He whispers “I’m tired” Into his glass Chasing the next big moment ‘Cause the last one never lasts One more win, still never enough Stack it up high, still calling his bluff Every new crown feels lighter than dust He keeps on climbing, climbing But it’s eating him up Yeah, the void grows bigger with every rush One more win, still never enough