There there, hey now, what's this I'm hearing about The butterfly flew into the ground One too many nets around You go to him like a mosquito to skin I see you want to be so close to the edge And you're running, you're running, you're running without your feet You believe there will be a ground If you step over and you fall down But there may not be There there, hey now, what's that you're talking about Your cup runneth over and out One too many cups around And you're a mess, you want to confess I see you want to be so close to the edge And you're running, you're running, you're running without your feet You believe oh there must be a ground And if you step over and you fall down But there may not be I wish there was something so profound that I could say You know it's bad for you but you still want to do it anyway ♪ You go to him like a mosquito to skin I see you want to be so close to the edge And you're running, you're running, you're running without your feet You believe oh there is a ground If you step over and you fall down But there may not be