Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Well the road can be a circus,a death defying act

But the clowns don't come around no more since the monkeys off my back

I stand here on the stage,as the house lights fade to black

Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net

Chorus

Up on the high wire,i hear the crowd begin to call

Some want you to fly,some want to see you fall

Now and then i stumble,but i ain't fallen yet

Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net

Verse 2

I used to depend on some things i did not need

I leaned on some crutches that kept me off my feet

Standing here without them now,well it scares me half to death

Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net

Chorus

x2).