There's always something to make the most perfect day
Then there's always something to drown it away
When you always think optimistic it always gets worse
And when you're happy go lucky you'll feel remorse
Everything evens out in the end
Broken pieces will always mend
Let your guard down and you're blown away
Bring it up and you will be lonely, but ok
Stuck in the space between black and white
The extremes of wrong and right
Smiles turned into frowns
Ups turned to downs
There is no where else to be
But stuck in the middle....with me.
