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