If I try I could fly
Right through that window
If I try I could fly
Right through that window
Just can't find my way to the door
When I land I know I will not
Be injured
When I land I know I will not
Be injured
There's no way that
I can hurt any more
Got an open line
Up on the thirteenth floor
Got an open heart
Up on the thirteenth floor
Found an open window
Up on the thirteenth floor
Everything's wide open
Oh, on the thirteenth floor[studio version appears on "Pure Guava"]
Wrote this song called "Tender Situation",
And it somehow just put everything back together
State this ache as the final break
Tender situation - create a good illusion
Feel the grip of your salvation
This is indeed a tender situation
Make a move man, state your case
Taste the waste man, taste the waste
What is your place in my glorification
This is indeed a tender situation
Get off the pot man, shake and bake
Taste the waste boy, taste the waste
Pump it up or stray from that old station
This is indeed a tender situation
Tender situation, tender situation, tender situation
[repeat all]