Tightrope - Ryan Adams

Strong winds and my head’s on fire

Walk another day across the high wire

I’m on a tightrope, watch it as it swings

Like a countdown ticker on New Year’s Eve

We run the numbers spinning in the side

Counting all the reasons that we’re broken and we lied

I’m on a tightrope, watching isn’t easy

Heating up the metal, putting pressure on the springs

All I want is for you to make me smile

All I want is for you to drive me wild

Pretty candles on a birthday cake

Covered in confetti with the caffeine shakes

Fuck all the money, everything is trash

Papers in the glove box, light it up and pass

Flip on the tube, we watch it 'til we sleep

Ain’t nothing but static and the panics and the feeling manic

I’m on a tightrope, watch it as it swings

Like a countdown ticker on New Year’s Eve

And all I want is for you to make me smile

All I want is for you to drive me wild

All I want is for you to make me smile

All I want is for you to drive me wild

Wild

All I want is for you to make me smile

All I want is for you to drive me wild