wait there i'll find my shotgun shells   and aim to blow your top off the pedestal   you're asking me to climb down from my treehouse   and dance   upon the smallest limb   you're asking me to jump and shout and shake   myself to the ground   i fall upon my head i never seem to get   these feet beneath my legs to land up like a cat   who's taken back his lives for ones not going right   i never was that good   i don't want to dance no more   you were never worth the fall