April Kelly - Living on the Edge

I got allotta guilt
I got allotta pills
I got allotta ills I don't know what to do with
I want a lot of things
I want a promise ring
I know you worry about being stuck with me cuz
I'm a master of potential disaster
Living on the edge, not tumbling

Call me crazy dancing through the night
Never mind baby you'll get used to this life

Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Not tumbling living on the edge
Living on the edge

I need an hour more
I need an open door
I need somebody to give an inch to my yard
I need somebody's ears to listen to my please
And listen to my home made melodies

Independent, that's right
Grateful that's right
Never be hateful that's right
You might think I'm solid but I'm balancing so much
Call me, judge me, staying up all night
No one got a drive burning brighter than the light

Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Not tumbling living on the edge
Living on the edge

Living living living living on the edge
Living living living living on the edge
Living living living living on the edge
Living living living living on the edge

Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Not tumbling
Living on the edge
Living on the edge
Living on the edge

Written by:
April Kelly, Jon Ciorciari

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