I left home ‘cause I was tired of fighting with everybody ‘bout nothing,
and my self control, was a razor blade to start dying or start running.
When I got bored, I could smoke another dream and breathe it out.
Wait, wait, I couldn’t wait to go find something better than sticking around.
I’m not gonna stand in the middle of the road,
can’t hold on but I can’t let go
and I feel like I’m living a lie
yeah I feel like I’m living a lie.
I’m not gonna dance in the middle of the road
in between all the highs and lows,
and I feel like I’m living a lie
yeah I feel like I’m living a lie.
All my life
I was watching everybody die young and keep living.
Social pariah, I came out young and spent a lifetime sinning.
When I got bored, I could smoke another dream and breathe it in.
Wait, wait, I couldn’t wait and get stuck here wearing someone else’s skin.
I’m not gonna stand in the middle of the road,
can’t hold on but I can’t let go
and I feel like I’m living a lie
yeah I feel like I’m living a lie.
I’m not gonna dance in the middle of the road
in between all the highs and lows,
and I feel like I’m living a lie
yeah I feel like I’m living a lie.
The middle of the road
If I stayed, I would’ve graduated into paying debt until I’m 70,
or lost my way, and OD’d on a playground looking for clarity.
I’m not gonna stand in the middle of the road,
can’t hold on but I can’t let go
and I feel like I’m living a lie
yeah I feel like I’m living a lie.
I’m not gonna dance in the middle of the road
in between all the highs and lows,
and I feel like I’m living a lie
yeah I feel like I’m living a lie.
The middle of the road,
the middle of the road.
