The Smivets - Eggshells

I'm on edge
Right on the edge
Fingers slipping off the narrow ledge
I know it's only the thin end of the wedge
Tread softly

I have to know
It's not yes not no
I keep going though there's nowhere to go
What's right today could be wrong tomorrow
Like treading on eggshells

Eggshells
I'm treading on eggshells
I just don't get you
How can everything I say upset you?
Eggshells
And the anxiety that propels
I never know where I am with you
But I'm lost I'm lost I'm lost without you
Eggshells

Black books
Black looks
Trip wires and tenterhooks
And nothing's the way it looks
Only eggshells

Wrong place
Wrong time
And never possible to read the signs
Whatever the plan is it won't be mine
Only eggshells

Eggshells
I'm treading on eggshells
I just don't get you
How can everything I say upset you?
Eggshells
And the anxiety that propels
I never know where I am with you
But I'm lost I'm lost I'm lost without you
Eggshells

Written by:
Steve Smith

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