Between

In the middle of every extreme There is a part where the two ends meet Before you reach a dead end street No one really talks about between Before bitter, before sweet Before you drifted off to sleep There is a part where the two ends meet No one wants to talk about between No one wants to talk about No one wants to talk about No one wants to talk about that I think we should I think we should I think we should I think we should I think we should (No one wants to talk about it) I think we should (No one wants to talk about it) I think we should (No one wants to talk about it) I think we should There is a parallel to every extreme In the gray, all the stuff you can't see It is a part where the two ends meet No one wants to talk about No one wants to talk about No one wants to talk about between