Rialto

The lights go out without a sound
You can feel the mounting tension
On the bed of nails where we've laid down
Far too many times to mention
(CHORUS)
I was on the high wire looking down
For my safety net
When I swear I saw you with that clown
How can I forget?
You can learn to swallow swords
But it hurts so much more
Swallowing my pride
On a three-ring circus ride
They watch us from the ringside seats
As the knife throwing commences
And though it all looks very cheap
I still can't bring you to your senses
(REPEAT CHORUS)