Presently, future is in the middle of a love triangle With calamity and me in the corner starting to feel uncomfortable Should I douse the spark or fan the flames or merely think of clever things to say Oh, the more I try to separate, the better it feels to get it right in the way
And I try so hard To get out of the way of that Runaway train Oh, how I do love the rain Oohhh
Seems to be, that being in the middle is starting to get me in trouble Try to run away, but they have a talent for making trouble seem enjoyable Oh, the more I try to separate, the better it feels to get it right in the way Should I douse the spark or fan the flames or merely think of clever things to say
And I try so hard To get out of the way of that Runaway train Oh, how I do love the rain Oohhh
