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Through The Middle

Tessa Rose Jackson

Show me where the bullet hit you
Show me where the poison burned
I'll play the doctor and bandage the hurt

But everything's caught in a balance
And suddenly I've tipped the scales
What do you do when the best you got fails

Oh it feels like I've been cut right through the middle
Could it be I've been running out of time
Oh I've tried turning the tide
But what was it good for
Oh my God I'm so down and out

There's no relief for good behavior
The thought alone is my name
This might be the lowest that I ever been
Used to have the answers ready
Played them like an instrument
But now I do anything to be her again

Oh it feels like I've been cut right through the middle
Could it be I've been running out of time
Oh I've tried turning the tide
What was it good for
Oh my God I'm so down and out
Oh my God I'm so down and out

Oh
Oh it feels like I've been cut right through the middle
Could it be I've been running out of time
I tried turning the tide
What was it good for
Oh my God I'm so down and out

Composição: Tessa Rose Jackson