I'm sitting pretty and I don't know why
I found somebody said you'd make me fly
Wrap me up in ribbons and he left me to die
Wrap me up in ribbons and he left me to die
Told me he'd hold me till there was no more
Told me that he loved me from the top to the floor
Wrap me up in ribbons and he went for the door
Wrap me up in ribbons and he went for the door
And all the time he takes are the words that he breaks
And all the time he takes are the words that he breaks
I'm not flying,
I'm not flying am I?
I'm not flying
so damn high in the sky
I'm not flying,
I'm not flying am I?
I'm not flying am I?
You look so pretty in the dark of night
But I'm getting wise in the early light
I can see you falling like a homemade cut
I can see you falling like a homemade cut
You put your Sunday best on for us all
Painting up a promise that you know will fall
Wrap me in your ribbons, tie me to the wall
Wrap me in your ribbons, tie me to the wall
And all the time he takes are the words that he breaks
And all the time he takes are the words that he breaks
I'm not flying,
I'm not flying am I?
I'm not flying so damn high in the sky