Nothing in the Middle

Through the thin of the thick, the short of the long The rights ain't quite right and the wrongs are still wrong From sundown to sun up and the cost of a dime Leaves you with nothing but the killing of time Too much on the side barely keeping track Wrong way down a one way never looking back It's sad and it's lonesome like the sound of a fiddle Too much on the side leaves nothing in the middle It started as friends then friends turned to lust Lust led to lying and the breaching of trust Love became hate and hate never can win It's the same old story getting told once again Too much on the side barely keeping track Wrong way down a one way never looking back It's sad and it's lonesome like the sound of a fiddle Too much on the side leaves nothing in the middle A bond that was solid has started to bend It's twisted and distorted and stretched way too thin If we can only just hold on and try to pretend For the sake of the children and the fear of the end Too much on the side barely keeping track Wrong way down a one way never looking back It's sad and it's lonesome like the sound of a fiddle Too much on the side leaves nothing in the middle