Catwalk

Standing on a catwalk, baby
I'm about to come undone
And things are hard to change with this empty gun
Out here on the 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