Chipsy

I've been walking on eggshells since you turned up the heat

Since I held on tight, since I felt that beat

And I, I saw Dave, what a hell of a guy

And Harmony's on his show back in '95

Coked-up, smacked-up, no, no respect

From those old dogs waiting next

No use running from what isn't there

No, all that trouble, no, it, it just ain't fair

But the truth keeps dripping down the walls

And it's not our fault we've got a loving home

And the bassinet, oh, it fits so well

And I don't need nobody and you don't need me too

But I keep coming on back to you

I've been walking on eggshells since you turned up the heat

Since I held on tight, since I felt that beat

And I, I keep walking down a dead-end road

Laying down and getting old

But the truth keeps dripping down the walls

And it's not our fault we've got a loving home

And the bassinet, oh, it fits so well

And I don't need nobody and you don't need me too

But I keep coming on back to you

We've got a loving home

And the bassinet, oh, it fits so well

I don't need nobody and you don't need me too

But I keep coming

I keep coming on back to you