Girl you've got me walking on a tightrope, and I don't know how or when I'm going to fall. I've been working hard for money but you keep stealing from me. Why? I don't know.
Girl you've got me climbing up a ladder and each step I take brings a different hole. I keep putting my foot in it, and you keep trying to make it on you own.

You might need someone to blame, but I wont be guilty as charged.

Now girl you've got me riding on a fast train, and with you driving we'll be derailed for sure. With every stop we pass there's no chance of me getting home.

You might need someone to blame, but I wont be guilty as charged.

Oh if you keep it up you'll lose me girl, and all you've got