Middle Ground

Lyrics by：Alessia Caracciolo/Michael Joseph Wise/Jane Chika Oranika

Composed by：Alessia Caracciolo/Michael Joseph Wise/Jane Chika Oranika

Alessia Cara：

Mm mm

Mm mm

I don't like boys but I do

I just hate it when they make me cry

I got barbed wire around my house

But if someone would trade it for a picket fence I wouldn't mind

Don't come near me yeah

But don't leave me alone

I got my dog and she's enough

But it'd be nice to hear a voice that's not my own

And I could use a hug sometimes

A little bit of love sometimes

My bed's a little cold on the left side

But it's warm enough sometimes

I don't know what I want

Would I be better off

Alone or with someone

Drivin' me crazy

Oh

I don't know what I want

To give in or give up

This middle ground I'm on

Is drivin' me crazy crazy

I'm not lonely but I am

But catchin' feelings makes me sick

I don't need a man and all that jazz

But come to think of butterflies and starry-eyes

I don't remember hating it

I'm wary yeah

But I wanna jump in

Fallin' into something's wonderful

Yeah

'Til someone pulls the rug from under it

And I could use a hug sometimes

A little bit of love sometimes

My bed's a little cold on the left side

But it's warm enough sometimes

I don't know what I want

Would I be better off

Alone or with someone

Drivin' me crazy

Oh

I don't know what I want

To give in or give up

Hmm

This middle ground I'm on

Is drivin' me crazy crazy

Yeah

CHIKA：

I like to think that there's somebody crafted perfectly

To see me at my best

And still feel blessed to love the worst of me

Kiss away the hurt from me address me with some courtesy

Hero after zero guess my preference might be Hercules

Lift me up I need a pick-me-up

I ain't movin' backwards baby my exes hit me up

I ain't shootin' shots but I can dribble

Daydream just a little

If that love is really meant for me you'll meet me in the middle ah

Alessia Cara：

I don't like boys but I do

I do

I just hate it when they make me cry

Oh no

I got barbed wire around my house

But if someone would trade it for a picket fence I wouldn't mind

I don't know what I want

Ooh

Would I be better off

Alone or with someone

Drivin' me crazy

Crazy oh

I don't know what I want

Yeah yeah

To give in or give up

Hmm

This middle ground I'm on

Is drivin' me crazy crazy

Ooh ooh

Drivin' me crazy

Ooh

This middle ground I'm on

Is drivin' me crazy crazy