Precarious Thing
She's a vase on a pedestal that's teetering and wobbling around
She's a seven story house of cards threatining to fall down
She makes you forget a jacket when there's grey and stormy skies
She's the truth when you're wondering if you're better off telling a lie
She keeps me
Running, running, running, running around
She runs me, runs me, runs me into the ground
She's the sneaky wrong note when I'm trying to sing
She's my precarious thing
She's the yellow light when you can't decide to stay or go
She's the road with no lights when you're walking home alone
She's the mental math when you're trying to decipher the fraction
She's the catalyst in a chemical reaction
She keeps me
Running, running, running, running around
She runs me, runs me, runs me into the ground
She's the sneaky wrong note when I'm trying to sing
She's my precarious thing
She lives life on the edge
Leaves you hanging by your fingernails off a ledge
And she don't watch her step
I'll be watching it for her I guess
She keeps me
Running, running, running, running around
She runs me, runs me, runs me into the ground
She's the sneaky wrong note when I'm trying to sing
She's my precarious thing
She's a seven story house of cards threatining to fall down
She makes you forget a jacket when there's grey and stormy skies
She's the truth when you're wondering if you're better off telling a lie
She keeps me
Running, running, running, running around
She runs me, runs me, runs me into the ground
She's the sneaky wrong note when I'm trying to sing
She's my precarious thing
She's the yellow light when you can't decide to stay or go
She's the road with no lights when you're walking home alone
She's the mental math when you're trying to decipher the fraction
She's the catalyst in a chemical reaction
She keeps me
Running, running, running, running around
She runs me, runs me, runs me into the ground
She's the sneaky wrong note when I'm trying to sing
She's my precarious thing
She lives life on the edge
Leaves you hanging by your fingernails off a ledge
And she don't watch her step
I'll be watching it for her I guess
She keeps me
Running, running, running, running around
She runs me, runs me, runs me into the ground
She's the sneaky wrong note when I'm trying to sing
She's my precarious thing
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Frechette
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