Suicidal Ballerina

Well, you're dancing on a bridge
an arabesque, a pirouette
it's hard to watch, but I can't forget
oh no I can't

You may be a swan,
but before I'm gone
I hope those wings
can save you

Because baby, you're going mad
baby, you make me... sad
maybe you'll never be the best
I'll ever have but something
about the way you hurt yourself
hurts me more than it should have

Your grand jete, my heart's in pain
you leap across the arches
and I can't look away
blood from your hands
slipping on the cables
I'll never be the same

And if this is your dance
the only dance you want to feel,
the only dance you think
is worth the price-
the only way you can ever heal...

I don't think I can catch you
anymore