Burning desire, playing with fire
When I know how to find that road
waitin' here to gamble what I've got
I turn it off then right back on, oh yeah
And when I'm starin' down
the barrel of a loaded gun
Just a sister Mary, she would
She'd tell you everything
But it's a risky business
Nothin' is as hard as standin' tall
I'm climbin' up the walls
So I'm a little on the edge
than the last time you called
Though I'm just sleepin' without the
offer of comfort where there isn't
And I'm pretendin' not to notice
that your presence isn't there after all
And that your worries are conducive
to the fact that you know nothin' at all
Now the bright lights are lost and
Reset to the lost and I would
It's quite a different story on its own
but there's just no place like home
So I'm a little on the edge,
And I'm further along than
Though I'm sleeping with dogs,
they offer comfort where there's none
And I'm pretending not to notice
that your presence isn't there after all
And that your worries are conducive
to the fact that you know nothing at all
