Circus Freaks (Live from The House Of Fun Weekender)

Baby, living the life that most could only dream of
And baby, look at the debris of what we have become
Can't anybody help us?
Why should anybody care?
I'm so taken in by you, I would follow you to the other side
Our connections are sugar sweet
So strap up and take it all in your stride
Can't anybody help us?
Why should anybody care?
Cut-throats are going in for the kill
And bumbling flashes snapping at our heels
We may appear like circus freaks
Juggling will for we have able
But at the end of the day our cards are on the table
Nothing to be concealed, all will be revealed
Cause baby, we are living the life that most could only imagine
And baby look at the debris of what we have become
We're always cutting from the front row, dear
Give me a little whistle when the coast is clear
We may appear like circus freaks
Juggling will for we have able
But at the end of the day our cards are on the table
We may appear like circus freaks
Balancing upon a tightrope
Soiled to the soles of our feet
Trying to avoid the tabloid
We may appear like circus freaks
Juggling will for we have able
But at the end of the day our cards are on the table