It's Lonely at the Top (Or So I've Heard) Lyrics

The chips are down
And we are drowning in the flood
It's such a cruel mistress
A bitter taste tonight
Amidst the rising tide of good tries
The goodbyes make the ride home
On the wrong road
Seem Oh! So trite
The seatbelt is keeping me trapped
The art form of not holding back
The seatbelt is keeping me trapped
The art form of not holding back
It's arduous this glamorous life
It's arduous don't stop now
This is not a cautionary tale
[The fuse is lit so run for help]
Thirty minutes will burn faster than incinderary bomb's
Whoa oh! oh!
Whoa oh! oh!
Whoa oh! oh!
Whoa oh! oh!
In standing here we learn to fall
In holding tight we lost it all
In thirty minutes we believe
We're gonna chase this falling star
Whoa oh! oh!
Whoa oh! oh!
Whoa oh! oh!
Whoa oh! oh!
Thank you for coming here tonight
I see the wonder in your eyes
Don't let me steer you wrong
Don't let me steer you wrong
Thank you for coming here tonight
I see the wonder in your eyes
Don't let me steer you wrong
Don't let me steer you wrong
I wrote this down to tear you up
I wrote this down to tear you up
I wrote this down to tear you up
I wrote this down to tear you up
I wrote this down to tear you up
I wrote this down to tear you up
I wrote this down to tear you up
This is our labor, this is our labor of love for you, love for you
This is our labor, this is our labor of love for you, love for you
This is our labor, this is our labor of love for you, love for you
This is our labor, this is our labor of love for you, love for you
I'd rather bleed than live to see the day the song died out
I'd rather bleed than live to see the day the song died out
I'd rather bleed than live to see the day the song died out
I'd rather bleed than live to see the day the song died out