Tiptoes Lyrics

Walking on eggshells

All shows and no tells

Tulle and lace

Give me no grace

I'm tired of being on my tiptoes

Can't keep putting on these shows

Inside I'm bleeding

Not succeeding

No

I'm spinning

Spiraling

Out of control

Ballerina in a box

No music, split soul

I'm twirling

Turning

Too far out

Dusty tiara

Casting self-doubt

Light on my feet

Heavy with rage

Pretty in pink

Black swan offstage

I'm tired of being on my tiptoes

Can't keep putting on these shows

Inside I'm bleeding

Not succeeding

No

I'm spinning

Spiraling

Out of control

Ballerina in a box

No music, split soul

I'm twirling

Turning

Too far out

Dusty tiara

Casting self-doubt

Makeup on point

Perfect ballet bun

Just clean lines

All dance, no fun

I'm tired of being on my tiptoes

Can't keep putting on these shows

Inside I'm bleeding

Not succeeding

No

I'm spinning

Spiraling

Out of control

Ballerina in a box

No music, split soul

I'm twirling

Turning

Too far out

Dusty tiara

Casting self-doubt

Always back row

Prima in my dreams

Little me

Torn at the seams

I'm tired of being on my tiptoes

Can't keep putting on these shows

Inside I'm bleeding

Not succeeding

No

I'm spinning

Spiraling

Out of control

Ballerina in a box

No music, split soul

I'm twirling

Turning

Too far out

Dusty tiara

Casting self-doubt

Back at the bar

No shining star

Stuck as a swan

And once upon

I'm tired of being on my tiptoes

Can't keep putting on these shows

Inside I'm bleeding

Not succeeding

No

I'm spinning

Spiraling

Out of control

Ballerina in a box

No music, split soul

I'm twirling

Turning

Too far out

Dusty tiara

Casting self-doubt