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There's a man out here puts his head in the mouth of a crocodile,
Puts the whole thing in, takes it out, and gives the crowd a great big smile,
And they walk away with their illusions of safety safely in - tact,
And they tell their little wide eyed kids, "It's only an act!"
There's a man out here throws knives at a wheel, with a blindfold on,
And the wheel spins round, and the knives bear down till they find their home,
And I can feel the rush, and the whoosh, of every blade of steel,
Some - times I get lonely, sometimes I get scared, but most times bored,
Some - times I ask God, "Please, God, just show me what's be - hind that door!",
As if God was Monty Hall, and this was 'Let's make a deal',
Had a sweet little baby in Coeur D'Alene, he was an acrobat,
Took me out on the wire, man, I never knew love could feel like that,
But, in the end, he was a man who couldn't keep his feet on the ground too long,
In the end it's just another highwire act gone wrong!
So it's on with the show, and it's send in the clowns, and the trapeze act,
And it's more of the same, and it's less of a game than a cold hard fact,
Most times, it's better not to ask myself how I feel,
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Now I know what you're thinking, as the knives fly by, and they find their mark,
You're thinking, one false move, and it's a real bad day at the a - musement park,
You wouldn't wanna be me, but you need me just the same,
To re - mind you what you stand to lose, and what you stand to gain!
They say I've got a death wish, yeah, but I don't think that's true,
As far as I can see, it's less about me, and more about you,
You see, it ain't your fears, so much as what your fears re - veal,
I'm just the woman on the wheel!
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