The ivory is cold, where is my desire

In a cage of gold, not a trace of fire

Ice cold as ice. I'm heading for tomorrow

I am tired of waiting. I'll beg and steal and borrow



Life is too short to be wasted

So why do I sit around

Dance on the edge of a razor

Get off the ground and I'll never return



Walk on fighting

Don't look ever back

Walk on fighting

Don't you look back to your cries



The phone it waits in silence, no message left by you

There is no use in crying. I know I've been a fool

Now it's too late, no words left to say

I gotta call it late, Forget and look away



Life is too short to be wasted

So why do I sit around

Dance on the edge of a razor

Get off the ground and I'll never return



Walk on fighting...