| Burning up, was it good to tear it down?
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| Convoluted thoughts inside of me
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| So far, so fast, so long and so what?
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| I guess I should grateful to be free
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| Well I’m not looking forward, and I’m not looking back
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| I’m stuck here in the middle and I’m off the beaten track
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| And I don’t know where I’m going
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| But the road to better days seems far away
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| Shattered illusions cut deep when you believe
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| And even tough guys fall when it seems real
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| Sit here quite the psycho thinking of what was
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| This wasn’t supposed to be part of the deal
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| Well I’m not looking forward -- I know I can’t go back
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| I’m stuck here in the middle and I’m off the beaten track
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| And I’ve got a perfect life laid out in front of me
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| With memories of you
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| It’s not betrayal -- it’s just the truth
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| Wish I could learn to move on
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| If it hadn’t been so great I might not feel so down
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| Guess you were right to move on
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| Tried to pass it off like I feel fine
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| A pain that doesn’t seem to fade with time
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| Well I’m not looking forward, and I’m not looking back
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| I’m stuck here in the middle and I’m off the beaten track
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| And if I could buy oblivion, there’s almost not a price I wouldn’t pay |