On Me

I let myself go
Down in the rubble I sold
The rest of my soul
Was too much trouble to hold

I'll let my cards fold
Ain't nothing good gonna come
Down in the next road
Ain't gonna wait for the blow

And it's too much trouble walking on both my feet
(Oh)
So I'll hang them up so I can rest in peace
(Oh)

And when I call
For the next rope
Will you hang it ′round
On me

And when I tell
You to let go
Will you let go
Of me

I put my life on a wire
I hang it above a fire
I tear it down, down
(I tear it down, down)

I take each and every blow
No I don't do it for show
I'm just praying I fall

'Cause it's too much trouble walking on both my feet
(Oh)
So I'll hang them up so I can rest in peace
(Oh)

And when I call
For the next rope
Will you hang it ′round
On me

And when I tell
You to let go
Will you let go
Of me