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

Writer : THOMPSON, H./MC CALL, ROMEO "BREATH"
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing