Tightrope - Don Broco

Out of mind

Don’t move a muscle

Stay out of sight

I would cut you out my dear

Modern life got you by the short and curlies

Suits you all just fine

I won’t move a muscle

Hi, I’m a hell of a guy

When I’m walking the tightrope

Toeing the line

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

I, I’m not ready to fly

Swear I’ll stick to the tightrope

Take in the sights

I might stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

It don’t take a genius

Don’t move a muscle

And you’re no good at hearing it

I can’t see how you don’t care

I’m no good at hearing that

You’re OK to speak my name

To start over brand new

I won’t move a muscle

I won’t move a muscle

Hi, I’m a hell of a guy

When I’m walking the tightrope

Toeing the line

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

I, I’m not ready to fly

Swear I’ll stick to the tightrope

Take in the sights

I might stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

Don’t look down

‘Cause you’re likely to fall

With your foot in your mouth now

Wish the ground would swallow you whole

Don’t look down

As I’m waiting to fall

With both feet in my mouth I hope

That the ground just swallows me whole

Running from me

All you gotta do, keep running from me

Oh no, I don’t worry

Don’t look down

As I’m waiting to fall

With my feet in my mouth now

All you gotta do, keep running from me

Always running, running, running, running

Hi, I’m walking the tightrope

Toeing the line

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while (whoah)

I, I’m not ready to fly

Swear I’ll stick to the tightrope

Take in the sights

I might stay a while

Won’t you stay a while

Won’t you stay a while