Tightrope

oh my God, I did it again

closed my eyes and loosened my ends

we could do with losing touch ‘cause you’re still on my line when the night is up

hold it loose hold it tight

baby let’s give it some time

and I’ll burn right through my 20s,

andyou’ll move back to the country

no, I don’t want to cut clean

but I don’t want you to want me

I’m walking out on a tightrope

we’re hanging on high hopes, that after the break will find our way back around

and when we’re done with the running

baby, you’ll know where to find me

bitter taste - you’re still on my lips.

this in-between is making me sick

I should’ve known how this would go

‘cause I know that I’m no good at hanging up

hold it loose, me and you

baby let’s give it some time

and I’ll burn right through my 20s,

and you’ll move back to the country

no, I don’t want to cut clean

but I don’t want you to want me

I’m walking out on a tightrope

we’re hanging on high hopes, that after the break will find our way back around

and when we’re done with the running

baby, you’ll know where to find me

oh, you’ll know where to find me

and I’ll burn right through my 20s,

and you’ll move back to the country

no, I don’t want to cut clean

but I don’t want you to want me

oh my god

I’m walking out on a tightrope

we’re hanging on high hopes, that after the break will find our way back around

and when we’re done with the running

baby, you’ll know where to find me

baby, you’ll know where to find me