Turning Tables

Staring at the ceiling
In this four walls room
It kills me ‘cause it’s kind of heavy
Every breath that I take in

And I always wondered why life
Never gives us what we want
When we want it the most.
And I always wondered why life
Keeps on turning tables
In the middle of your life
When you thought you got it right.

Mmm…
In the middle of your life
Mmm…
Life just stabs you in the back
Mmm…
In the middle of your life
Mmm…
And you thought you got it.

Staring at the star-line
Wondering which way to go
It kills me ‘cause it’s kind of lonely
And it’s dark no matter what path I choose to go

And I always wondered why life
Never gives us what we want
When we want it the most
And I always wondered why life
Keeps on turning tables
In the middle of your life
When you thought you got it right

Mmm…
In the middle of your life
Mmm…
Life just stabs you in the back
Mmm…
In the middle of your life
Mmm…
And you thought you got it