Had this great idea the other day

I'd fill buckets with water 

Go up to the very top floor 

I'd dangle them over the edge

When people pass by

I'd never let the water spill down, of course

Just let the idea of it hang over them

I'd let those idiots see my half-smile

Only half because I don't mean it

I'd scoot the buckets to the edge of the ledge

Hopefully, they'd look up-- how funny

I'd let them believe something is coming

Then scurry away, because I never meant it

Had that great idea, but gave up on it

I'd go through with it, I love fun

But it wouldn't be for me 

I'd only really be doing it for you

Up there where I can feel the building sway

I'd only be hoping you pass underneath me

Thinking to yourself, How Can I Stop This

I'd laugh 

I never meant it

Anticipating that blast of ice

I know you'd do anything to stop it

Going to any lengths to prevent the discomfort

I don't care, I'm not the one who is scared

I know my intention, but I want you to scramble

Want you to show me that you care

Want you to run around and look for help

So, what do you think of my great idea?

Maybe you should keep your eyes up.

Who knows?

Maybe I'll really do it after all.