Baby, I got real love for you
Sorry, I don't always call you
Need you bad like my lungs need air
Promise I really don't mean to ignore you
Lord knows I don't need more distractions, but I can't get you out my mind
Round and round, chasing after you, walking the tightrope
Lose my balance, I slip and I fall
I don't think I'll ever move on
You still can't prove me wrong
But I'll still be alright though
But I'll still be alright though
Might go psycho
Don't got you, but let's see how it might go
I don't wanna fight though
All these girls in my scope
But you in my sight though
But you in my sight though
Only one I want though
Only one to make me feel at home
I'm walking the tightrope
I'm walking the tightrope
Oh, oh, oh
I'm walking the tightrope