(Who Says) You Can't Have It All

A stark-naked light bulb hangs over my head

There's one lonely pillow on my double bed

I've got a ceiling, a floor and four walls

Who says you can't have it all

My room's decorated with pictures of you

Your letters wallpaper this shrine to the blues

I've got precious memories at my beck and call

Who says you can't have it all

I've got everything a broken heart needs

Oh, I'm doing fine, don't you worry about me

'Cause I'm Lord and Master of a fool's Taj Mahal

Who says you can't have it all

I've got everything a broken heart needs

Oh, I'm doing fine, don't you worry about me

'Cause I'm Lord and Master of a fool's Taj Mahal

Who says you can't have it all

Oh, who says you can't have it all