I hate to wake you from your slumber

Heaven forbid if that’s the case

Not the only whose got your number

You want more now that you’ve had a taste

A crooked smile, a clever line is spoke

Keep all the critics there at bay

And all the while you’re out of ways to cope

Almost out of cards to play

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

But you ain’t Chucky Blondin

You’re playing both sides

And it’s only gonna backfire

And I ____ ___ __ ____,

got the whole world fooled

At least for a little while

Running out of tricks for your getaway sticks

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

You make space to come up empty

'Cause their defense will be back soon

Fair weathered faces, yeah there’s plenty

More than enough to fill the room

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

But you ain’t Chucky Blondin

You’re playing both sides

And it’s only gonna backfire

And I ____ ___ __ ____,

got the whole world fooled

At least for a little while

Running out of tricks for your getaway sticks

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

I hate to wake you from your slumber

Heaven forbid if that’s the case

Not the only one whose got your number

You want more now that you’ve had a taste

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

But you ain’t Chucky Blondin

You’re playing both sides

And it’s only gonna backfire

And I ____ ___ __ ____,

got the whole world fooled

At least for a little while

Running out of tricks for your getaway sticks

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

Now you’re walking on a tightwire

Now you’re walking on a tightwire