She's leaving She's moving faster than a comet can fly away, oh And wondering, "Oh where in the hell am I going to land?" The motion, the streets are crackling with a fire tonight Slow motion, the neon screaming on an endless night And maybe you, you're in the middle And maybe you, you're in between And maybe you, you feel the pressure Swallowing you You fake it, you want it quickly so the sun may rise again, oh But it'll break you, a thousand pieces of a broken dream The roaring, the ferris wheel is breathing life tonight Forewarning, the carousel is spinning higher tonight And maybe you, you're in the middle And maybe you, you're in between And maybe you, you feel the moment, the victim is you I walked the streets with my eyes closed Kneeling down to stroke the pavement I don't know, is it real or is it just an illusion? And maybe you, you're in the middle And maybe you, you're in between And maybe you, you feel the pressure swallowing you