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Verse 1:
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Well the road can be a circus,a death defying act
E
But the clowns don't come around no more since the monkeys off my back
A
I stand here on the stage,as the house lights fade to black
E A
Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net
Chorus
A D A
Up on the high wire,i hear the crowd begin to call
D E
Some want you to fly,some want to see you fall
A
Now and then i stumble,but i ain't fallen yet
E A
Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net
Verse 2:
A
I used to depend on some things i did not need
E
I leaned on some crutches that kept me off my feet
Standing here without them now,well it scares me half to death
E A
Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net
Chorus(x2)
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