Tightrope Walker

Duration

2:59

Genres

Singer/Songwriter

Lyrics

The tightrope walker is all over town Me and my friends put some money down I wake up, but I'm still dreaming I left early spring Sunday Paid in cash so he couldn't find me He went through my things looking for reasons why My man says "Count to ten and you might be yourself again" My man says "Count to ten" 1-2-3-4-5, it's only 2000 miles 6-7-8-9-10, my lover is a reflection Will he come back to me when the sun melts Phoenix away? I steal a glance on the morning train Where a lady preacher tells me everything Like it's a sin the way he left me But I still like how his body moves in his clothes My man says "Count to ten and you might be yourself again" My man says "Count to ten" 1-2-3-4-5, breath on the telephone at night 6-7-8-9-10, our bodies move in the same direction True I've seen her little camp Made of shopping carts and garbage cans She wanna live for a hundred years High dive off San Marcos Hotel This city covers everything up so well But you can live forever in a town full of ghosts 1-2-3-4-5 Some days you forget you're alive 6-7-8-9-10 la la la la la la la la 1-2-3-4-5 Some days you forget you're alive 6-7-8-9-10 la la la la la la la la