Song Lyrics
You got me hanging on, beware the middle child she ll bring you to your knees
she s never what she seems
In her dreams, god save the middle child
somebody tell me what the hell is going on
From playing too loud, from playing too loud and, she s drowning
She s never what she seems, from playing too loud Nina, i hear the crowd
She s never what she seems, you got the wrong address Blonde, a ring in my ears
you beat me black and blonde
Dumb me down, beware the middle child she ll bring you to your knees, beware the middle child she ll bring you to your knees
What s that sound, you beat me black and blonde, god save the middle child
you got the wrong address
Somebody tell me what the hell is going on, what s that sound, beware the middle child she ll bring you to your knees
Beware the middle child she ll bring you to your knees, save the middle child
What s that sound, i hear the ocean Gordon, i hear the ocean
Can t blame the middle child, she s drowning
she s drowning
you got the wrong address
Can t blame the middle child, can t blame the middle child
Somebody tell me what the hell is going on, she s never what she seems
You beat me black and blonde, i m a mortar and a pestal not a garlic press, somebody tell me what the hell is going on now
She s never what she seems, and listen to confessions on the telephone, you beat me black and blonde
She s never what she seems, god save the middle child
She s never what she seems, can t blame the middle child, in her dreams
She s just a little child who s fallen in between, you got me hanging on
A ring in my ears, dumb me down, she s just a little child who s fallen in between
I m a mortar and a pestal not a garlic press, can t blame the middle child
what s that sound
From playing too loud, she s never what she seems Gordon, what s that sound
You got me hanging on, in her dreams Blonde, you got the wrong address
She s never what she seems, i hear the ocean, she s just a little child who s fallen in between