Under water, under the well   Under glass, under a ground swell   Chasing bliss, chasing my tail   Chasing desire, straight down to Hell      I couldn't love, could not forgive   I didn't know how to live and let live   My choices were few   On the ledge, looking up at you      Overdrawn, overfed   Overrun, over my head   I held a grudge, I held a gun   I held contempt for everyone      I couldn't cry, I couldn't learn   I didn't flinch when bridges burned   I was lost, through and through   On the ledge, looking up at you      I lived alone, I lived in rage   I lived in darkness inside a cage   On the fringe, a refugee   I couldn't trace it back to me      I grew mean, I grew small   I grew tired of it all   I couldn't tell false from true   On the ledge, looking up at you      Out of luck, out of time   Out of control, out of my mind   Running scared, running down   Running low to the ground      The blows were hard, the blows were mean   The blows were low, the blows were clean   I was left black and blue   On the ledge, looking up at you