Tightropes Guillotines Thin Ice Landslides by Tim Kasher Lyrics

You're on a tightrope
Oh honey, I'm on a tightrope too
There's a balance we can strike
From trembling morning to stumbling night
If you happen to falter, I'd be right behind you
Because I'm on a tightrope too

You're under the guillotine
Oh honey, I'm under that guillotine too
It's been hanging over our heads
This where are we going, where have we been
You had your bad relationships you can't make them bad again
But I'm sticking out my neck for you
Yeah, I'm under that guillotine too

You're treading on thin ice
Oh honey, I'm treading on thin ice too
We tip-toe around the holes
In conversation we don't dare to go
We could slide our way into home
If only our feet wouldn't keep getting cold
I'd patch up those holes for you
Well, I'm treading on thin ice too
You're getting older
Oh honey, I'm getting older too
I ain't talking about no landslides
No tightropes, no guillotines, no thin ice
This world's got me just as scared and confused as you
But at least could stay by your side
Because I'm getting older too
I'm getting older too
But I could get old with you