You can slam the door and walk from here to Georgia You can burn old friends ’til one by one they fall You can spend your last thin dime Tryin’ to make yourself feel fine You can cry through every story But I’ve heard them all
Oh, when no one’s sleeping in your empty bedroom And the clock is ticking down the darkened hall You can say you’ve always been blue But I know that just ain’t true
But when you’re walking on a tightrope I won’t let you fall When you’re walking on a tightrope Baby, I won’t let you fall
You may have never loved me like you ought to You may have hung up every time I called You can walk from here to Georgia But just don’t slam the door
‘Cause when you’re walking on a tightrope I won’t let you fall When you’re walking on that tightrope When you’re walking on a tightrope Baby, I won’t let you fall