Testo Standing In The Middle Evan Jaron
We tried for something better, now we just get by
Knowing we may never get it right
If we donât spend our days
Steppinâ round each other
Then we find new ways to fight
About the weather
Every night I lay in bed
Thinking âbout someone else instead
âCause who you are isnât who you said
Now weâre stuck here
Standinâ in the middle of a mess weâve made
Itâs all to little too late
You call your mother, I write a song
Weâve come to agree that we canât get along
Why canât I say goodbye
Why canât I say goodbye
You changed and all you wanted was for me to change
Well, why couldnât you just stay the same
Now all I see are piles of dirty dishes
And a laundry list of all our wasted wishes
Every morning when I wake
I see your angel face
And I know youâre dreaming of a better place
I guess Iâm waiting on you
To come and tell me weâre through
But as time goes by, it gets a little easier
To hide from the truth
Now you wrote a poem, I called your mother
We still disagree but you know weâll stay together
Now weâre stuck here
Standinâ in the middle of a mess weâve made
Itâs all to little too late
Itâs the end of the call
The end of the song
We still disagree and we canât get along
Why canât I say goodbye
Why canât I say goodbye