Из альбома: Under the Gun
It's not the first time, I've been here before
I've stood in the hallway and stared at the door
My friends say I'm steady, both feet on the ground
But they never see me when she's around
When I'm standing on shaky (on shaky ground), afraid to look down
At the footsteps of a fool (footsteps of a fool)
What good does it do ya, to wait for the day
She'll come around and she'll see things your way
I swear that I'll walk away before it's the end
But each time it happens, I'm, I'm right back again
Standing here on this shaky (on shaky ground), afraid to look down
I keep standing here on this shaky ground (on shaky ground)
Afraid to look down, at the footsteps of a fool
She doesn't really love me anymore