Swing, swing
Swing by a thread
Why do the things that I love
Always leave me for dead?
Everytime I get knocked down, face to the floor
From rolling my dice
Playing tug of war
Don't let me fa ll
(Don't let me, don't let me)
No, don't let me fa ll by the wayside
Creep, creep through the dead of the night
The hardest of times bring the strangest delight
You got to burn baby burn when the grass is dry
If I go down in flames call it the fourth of july
Don't let me fa ll
(Don't let me, don't let me)
No, don't let me fa ll by the wayside
Ring, ring, it rings in my head
That one little voice, I'd pay to forget
Oh yeah it moves like venom running cold in my veins
I rather sleep by myself and die from the pain
Don't let me fa ll
(Don't let me, don't let me)
No, don't let me fa ll by the wayside