Tightrope

Before you move in, remember I
Was here before you remembered why
You took that deal and made that list
Remember this

I liked the way that you walked in
With your buckshot smile, and your pink gin
Before you engage, remember the way
I ain't shakin' no more
Take it to the bank
There's a hole in the bucket and one in the tank
Break my stick, I do it alone
'Cause I'll be walkin' the tightrope til I'm home

I'd cut you in but I was taught
To never take the body up from the chalk
I'd cut you in but all you do is talk
And talk, and talk, and talk, and talk
I'm not makin' sense of it all
But I'm not waitin' -- cut
One, two, do we dare -- it's waitin' for us, waitin' there
One, two, do we dare -- it's waitin' for us, waitin' there

We've never made it
Trip on aphasia first
We're overrated -- no Jorge Ojeda
Worse -- no clown

It's not makin' sense at all, it's an arcade
I'm not makin' sense of it all
But I'm not shakin' no more
Take it to the bank
There's a hole in the bucket and one in the tank
Break my blues and I'll do it in red
'Cause I'll be walkin' the tightrope til I'm d-d-d-d-d