Standing on a catwalk baby
I'm about to come undone
And things are hard to change
With this empty gun
Out here on a catwalk baby
Can't you see my hands are tied
To make a stupid move
Could mean suicide
They were rolling the dice
But I never thought twice
Of the ace I would hide
But when I tried to leave
It fell from my sleeve
Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside
Now I'm on this catwalk baby
Keeps me in a rotten mood
But who could catch their breath
At this altitude
Standing on a catwalk baby
I'm about to come undone
And things are hard to change
With this empty gun
They were rolling the dice
But I never thought twice
Of the ace I would hide
But when I tried to leave
It fell from my sleeve
Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside
They were rolling the dice
But I never thought twice
Of the ace I would hide
But when I tried to leave
It fell from my sleeve
Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside
They were rolling the dice
But I never thought twice
Of the ace I would hide
But when I tried to leave
It fell from my sleeve
Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside
