Could see you coming, long red dress a mile away|And I'm pretending not to look but you know me|And that's my worry cause we've been here times before and I don't want to fall once more, but||Tonight, got the feeling that I'm in your crossfire|Flying closer to the sun, going higher|But each time we go weightless, weightless|I catch myself falling, falling hard||The pressure's rising|We're too far gone|The ground is blurring|Someone catch me|I try to fight it|It's no use at all|We'll keep on soaring|Someone catch me||The talks and champagne leading us back on the floor|Right to your playground, but for me, this place is war|Still got the scars yet here you are whispering things I truly wish you never would cause||Tonight, got the feeling that I'm in your crossfire|Flying closer to the sun, going higher|But each time we go weightless, weightless|I catch myself falling, falling hard||The pressure's rising|We're too far gone|The ground is blurring|Someone catch me|I try to fight it|It's no use at all|We'll keep on soaring|Someone catch me||The pressure's rising|We're too far gone|The ground is blurring|Someone catch me|I try to fight it|It's no use at all|We'll keep on soaring|Someone catch me||That body's dangerous|When it gets close enough|Wish I could walk away|But I can't help it much|You saying all those wrong things|That right now feel so right|I think I might be falling||Someone catch me||The pressure's rising|We're too far gone|The ground is blurring|Someone catch me|I try to fight it|It's no use at all|We'll keep on soaring|Someone catch me