Three, four

There she goes, she's a lonely one

She wears a strange painted on smile

She's caught in the middle

After waiting for a long, long while

There she sits half in the shade

She won't look at any trouble made by that man

He's the only trouble she understands

I tell myself there's no one to blame

Is it fate? Why we feel the same

Caught in the middle after waiting for a long, long while