I've been the needle and the thread 
Weaving figure eights and circles around your head 
I try to laugh but cry instead 
Patiently wait to hear the words you've never said 

Fumbling through your dresser drawer 
Forgot what I was looking for 
Try to guide me in the right direction 
Making use of all this time 
Keeping everything inside 
Close my eyes and listen to you cry 

I'm lifting you up 
I'm letting you down 
I'm dancing till dawn 
I'm fooling around 
I'm not giving up 
I'm making your love 
This city's made us crazy and we must get out 

"This is not goodbye," she said, 
"It's just time for me to rest my head." 
She does not walk, [bad word] instead 
Down these jagged streets and into my bed 

When I was fumbling through your dresser drawer 
Forgot what I was looking for 
Try to guide me in the right direction 
Making use of all this time 
Keeping everything inside 
Close my eyes and listen to you cry 

I'm lifting you up 
I'm letting you down 
I'm dancing till dawn 
I'm fooling around 
I'm not giving up 
I'm making your love 
This city's made us crazy and we must get out 

There's only so much I can do for you 
After all of the things you've put me through 

I'm lifting you up 
I'm letting you down 
I'm dancing till dawn 
I'm fooling around 
I'm not giving up 
I'm making your love 
This city's made us crazy and we must get out