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Driving down the road, blue ski |
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i look at my life, |
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and everything is perfectly fine, |
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there is my baby, solid as steel |
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but what would he say if he knew how i feel |
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cause i've been to the bottom |
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of each and every bottom |
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and every bruise gets better in time |
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why do i feel like i'm walking on glass |
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why do i feel like my heart is a mess |
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why is my mine never at rest the truth is |
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be careful baby i'm |
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close to crazy |
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if youre standing here by me |
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you might catch the same disease |
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the yallow light is hard to see |
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be careful baby i'm |
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close to crazy |
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sometimes in my head i guess it's |
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like i'm up on a tight rope falling |
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and couldn't care less |
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there you are baby |
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my safety net |
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but the troubel is lately |
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i'm scared to death |
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cause i've been to the bottom |
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of each and every bottom |
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and all your intensions are better than mine |
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why do i feel like i'm walking on glass |
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why do i feel like my heart is a mess |
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why is my mine never at rest the truth is |
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be careful baby i'm |
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close to crazy |
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if youre standing here by me |
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you might catch the same disease |
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the yallow light is hard to see |
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be careful baby i'm |
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close to crazy |
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through the moments |
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that i wish to disappear |
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will you still like me? |
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through the beatuy and my insanity |
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could you still love me? |
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cause sometimes i feel like walking on glass |
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and sometimes i feel like my heart is a mess |
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i wihs that i could put my mine to rest |
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but the truth it may well be |
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i'm too close to crazy |
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if youre standing here by me |
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you might catch the same disease |
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the yallow light is hard to see |
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be careful baby i'm |
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close to crazy |