Locked Out Of The Magic Theater

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