Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

  Well the road can be a circus,a death defying act

  But the clowns don't come around no more since the monkeys off my back

  I stand here on the stage,as the house lights fade to black

  Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net

Chorus

  Up on the high wire,i hear the crowd begin to call

  Some want you to fly,some want to see you fall

  Now and then i stumble,but i ain't fallen yet

  Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net

Verse 2

  I used to depend on some things i did not need

  I leaned on some crutches that kept me off my feet

Standing here without them now,well it scares me half to death

  Your love helps me forget,i'm working without a net

Chorus

x2).