The lights go out without a sound
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You can feel the mounting tension
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On the bed of nails where we've laid down
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Far too many times to mention
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(CHORUS)
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I was on the high wire looking down
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For my safety net
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When I swear I saw you with that clown
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How can I forget?
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You can learn to swallow swords
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But it hurts so much more
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Swallowing my pride
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On a three-ring circus ride
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They watch us from the ringside seats
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As the knife throwing commences
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And though it all looks very cheap
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I still can't bring you to your senses
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(REPEAT CHORUS)
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You can learn to swallow swords
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But it hurts so much more
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Swallowing your pride
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On a three-ring circus ride
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Some people ride the wall of death
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And it's so dangerously thrilling
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Some people fall and break their necks
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With just the sky above still spinning
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Juggling a precious thing
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Pretty soon it will all be broken
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If you think I'll jump through hoops with him
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I think you must be joking
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(REPEAT CHORUS)
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You know that trick they do with swords
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Well it hurts so much more
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Swallowing my pride
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On a three-ring circus ride
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Three Ring Circus
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| Rialto |
