By Don Snow/Roger Daltrey

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It's like a needle in my side

The fire of pain is burning through me

Stretching the limits of restraint

Emotion bottled up and strapped around me

The list is clenched as in a light

The jawbone pulses with blood

Eyelids flicker and sweat starts to bead

I'm cut so deep, but I just can't bleed



It's not something you wear on your sleeve

No tears for people to see

The hurt that comes from inside is damaging me



This is no conflict of interest

This is no day to day scene

These are isolated incidents

With measures of time in between



We try to balance on wires

We try to live between the lines

Our love is cautioned with errors

We may learn but it may take some time



It's not something you wear on your sleeve

No tears for people to see

The hurt that comes from inside is damaging me



I'm barefoot walking on razors

A surface leaving no traces where have I been

I'm open to your persuasion

Each time a new situation

Bears down on me

Bears down on me



It's not something you wear on your sleeve

No tears for people to see

The hurt that comes from inside is damaging me



We try to balance on wires

Balance on wires

It's not something you wear on your sleeve

It comes from inside

We balance on wires