[Verse 1]

You cut the tightrope and I'm swingin'

All your love and my heart is clingin'

Running away from the pains that come at dawn

You cut the tightrope and I'm swingin'

I don't know what my head is thinkin'

All this time, but my clock is running out

[Pre-Chorus]

Well, can you hear it?

Our time is running out

It's disappearing

Our time is running out

[Chorus]

Waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

Waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

[Verse 2]

You cut the tightrope and I'm slippin'

All the girls in the back drop trippin'

Chaos breaking and everybody's taking cover

Will I ever relax?

Will I ever sit back?

Do we know where it all goes?

Will we ever relax?

Will we ever sit back?

Will we always feel alone?

[Pre-Chorus]

Well, can you hear it?

Our time is running out

It's disappearing

Our time is running out

[Chorus]

Waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

Waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

[Bridge]

Did you hear that?

Our time is running out

(You cut the tightrope)

Come with me

(You cut the tightrope)

Days and days go by

(You cut the tightrope)

Ecliptic

[Chorus]

Waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

Waiting for the fall, waiting for the fall

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling

You got the guns and I got the feeling

We're standing under your glass ceiling