Yer Ropes

They say the past is broken If you want to live like most They say this place here is haunted Yeah, but only by a ghost Either way angel You can earn your wings By living on both coasts Seldom is the silence broken Excepten for the few and fortunate to boast Hanging by a thread Well out on the ropes Well, you got enough to hang you But you'd know better to stand still All your lovers can remain here But I guess you never will There's so much left to shoot for And you look good moving in for the kill You can wash the dirt off later With some time and a little bit of soap Hanging by a thread Well out on the ropes The fly here loves the spider As they dance around the bed The wilful wanton inside her Delivers desires to the heart and head When it's time to fly come morning The spider smiles and says, "Nope" He's grown to love the way your wings feel Hanging by a thread Well out on the ropes, yeah Well, you half expected it to happen But never reduced by someone whom you felt so close Either way angel, yeah You can keep your wings And the stuff you cherish most As you settlin' all broken Hanging by a thread Here, well out on the ropes Well out