Tekster: Kate Voegele. The Other Side. Top Of The World.

Out of the corner - Of my tired eyes, I?m not surprised
That it?s now a quarter past too late, - Nothing new, it?s no case out of the ordinary
I?m so very wrapped around your finger this time - Oh, won?t you give me awhile to unwind?
You?re on top of the world - And I?m just waiting, making up your excuse
You say that love?s tough, are you sure? - Ain?t it just a piece of cake to make me look like a fool? - I look like a fool
You?re like a splinter - Just killing me slowly from inside
The piercing winter is so much - More inviting than the stare in your eyes
One heavy cinderblock, like a rock - You?re just staying, weighing, breaking me down
I?m crying out, you don?t hear a sound
You?re on top of the world - And I?m just waiting, making up your excuse
You say that love?s tough, are you sure? - Ain?t it just a piece of cake to make me look like a fool? - I look like a fool
Hope I?ve lost enough to win you back your prize - To put you up sky high, get your pride back to its familiar place
And I hope it?s cost enough of my dear, precious time - To lift your spirits, spark your smile
You?re on top of the world - And I?m just waiting, making up your excuse
You say that love?s tough, are you sure? - Ain?t it just a piece of cake to make me look like a fool? - I look like a fool
You break me, make me look like a fool - I am not your fool, no, no
You may be on top of the world, but I?m done playing by your rules
You?re on top of the world