Ridin' on a “high wire act” worked when we were young.
Spillin' blood and takin' punches. High on cocaine we 
were insane.
Accumulating debts we couldn't pay but by the grace of 
God we're here today.

Livin' by a thread and disengaged for matters of the 
heart.
Funny how you think you're winnin' then you get caught 
counting cards.
If easier was better then I was the best so, “Fuck the 
rest.”
I got this game locked up.

Chorus:
Maybe I'm right when I tell you how I feel.
The moon gets over and lectures get long.
You get more out of a three minute song.

Now I'm on the run again but I'm runnin with you
Out of the dark, Into the light, I got my love, we'll 
fight the fight
No beginning and no end. Drivin' to our home around the 
bend

Chorus:
Maybe I'm right when I tell you how I feel.
“Getting' sick of livin' like a wheel.”
The moon gets over and lectures get long.
You get more out of a three minute song. (2X)