Oncoming traffic drowned the sound out From my apologetic tone and left you staring at me From across the road I thought we both had crossed Another case of absent-mindedness on someone's part Another failed connection I've never felt the burn of so many Eyes, so non-existent, non-existent You leave me, a perfect evening, things just change like altitude I go from savage disregard to worrying if I've been rude So can you meet me in the middle? Can you meet me in the fucking middle? I sway so often side to side Back and forth past the middle I can't find I always try To be the wolf who doesn't bite To stop hating what I love in all your sides Oncoming traffic-severed evenings And I've never felt the burn of so many non-existent eyes I've never felt the burn of so many non-existent eyes No one's on first and as the lights they go down But can you meet me in the in-between? No one's on first and the lights are going down Can you meet me in the in-between? No one's on first and the lights are going down Can you meet me in the in-between? No one's on first and the lights are going down Can you meet me, can you? So can you meet me in the middle? Can you meet me in the in-between? Pick one of the countless sides I've seen Just promise me you'll stop changing And I'll condition all my sides And I'll go right on swaying Lights go down