She fell asleep on a Monday
Woke up on a Wednesday
She said, "Why can't I
Ever seem to get it right?"
Run down and exhausted
She found it but she lost it
She goes round and round
Same story but a different town
And she can't see how beautiful
The parts that she's trying to hide
The push and pull
The darkness and the light
Because nothing ever seems
To work out perfectly
You get a little high
Then a little low
Somewhere in between
The mountains and the sea
You get a little high
Then a little low
Somewhere in the middle
♪
She fell in love on a Thursday
Broke up on a Sunday
It always ends the same
Same boy with a different name
She said, "All the good ones are taken"
Maybe she's a little bit mistaken
Baby if you think it's so
You're gonna end up all alone
And she can't see how beautiful
The parts that she's trying to hide
The push and pull
The darkness and the light
Because nothing ever seems
To work out perfectly
You get a little high
Then a little low
Somewhere in between
The mountains and the sea
You get a little high
Then a little low
Somewhere in the middle
♪
And all these times that you say let you down
They're just a part of everything
You find we're all just balancing
The good and bad, the sweet insanity
Nothing ever seems
To work out perfectly
You get a little high
Then a little low
Somewhere in between
The mountains and the sea
You get a little high
Then a little low
Somewhere in the middle
♪
Somewhere in the middle