| I was like what you want me to do?
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| She was like «what you want me to choose?»
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| I was like well I didn’t say that, but you know
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| Help me help you
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| I’m on the balance beam to keep you happy
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| Or say fuck it, stay mad at me
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| Know how that goes, drink, fight, patch things up in the back of a taxi
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| She can skate thin ice on wheels and not once get wet
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| She could walk fine lines in heels, not one foot out of step
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| And I swear I’ll leave you swept, off your feet it’s just I guess
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| I’m falling hard myself here, yeah over my head
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| Yeah, it’s like I’m walking on a tightrope
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| And every step could be the one where I fall
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| It’s like I’m running with a blindfold
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| And I could be wrong but I don’t know, I don’t know
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| Headed for the deep end
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| Thursday we fight and forget it by the weekend
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| Fast learner, I figured out quick
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| With her it’s not the getting it’s the keeping
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| Cause she’s a gem
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| So everyone wants her shinning with them
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| Gettin' my bulldog on bro
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| Mind your step, keep it on your side of the fence
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| I play my demo’s (one last one)
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| Smile if she likes it, (laugh if it sucks)
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| Cold blooded, she the first in my corner
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| But now, what’s that if it ain’t called love
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| When it’s all said and done
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| Baby ain’t happy till my head’s spun
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| So I might get lucky, I might get none
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| Like I’m right back at square one
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope
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| And every step could be the one where I fall
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| It’s like I’m running with a blindfold
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| And I can’t help but feel that I’m about to lose control
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope, running with a blindfold
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| Rolling with my eyes closed, Woah!
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope, and I could be wrong
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| But I don’t know, I don’t know
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope
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| And every step could be the one where I fall
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| It’s like I’m running with a blindfold
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| And I can’t help but feel that I’m about to lose control
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope, running with a blindfold
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| Rolling with my eyes closed
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope
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| And I could be wrong, and I could be wrong
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope
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| And every step could be the one where I fall
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| It’s like I’m running with a blindfold
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| And I can’t help but feel that I’m about to lose control
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope, running with a blindfold
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| Rolling with my eyes closed, Woah!
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| It’s like I’m walking on a tightrope, and I could be wrong
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| But I don’t know, I don’t know |