Catwalk

Standing on a catwalk baby

I'm about to come undone

And things are hard to change

With this empty gun

Out here on a catwalk baby

Can't you see my hands are tied

To make a stupid move

Could mean suicide

They were rolling the dice

But I never thought twice

Of the ace I would hide

But when I tried to leave

It fell from my sleeve

Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside

Now I'm on this catwalk baby

Keeps me in a rotten mood

But who could catch their breath

At this altitude

Standing on a catwalk baby

I'm about to come undone

And things are hard to change

With this empty gun

They were rolling the dice

But I never thought twice

Of the ace I would hide

But when I tried to leave

It fell from my sleeve

Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside

They were rolling the dice

But I never thought twice

Of the ace I would hide

But when I tried to leave

It fell from my sleeve

Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside

They were rolling the dice

But I never thought twice

Of the ace I would hide

But when I tried to leave

It fell from my sleeve

Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside