ALINA BIXBY

Lyrics

I tried to get out of the middle, playing second fiddle
But you don’t know what you’ve got until
My memory is such a riddle
Making you a little better than they could be
You got away from me

Weren’t we tight?
There at the right time
There in the by-line
You will see my name in everything
That’s wrong
Do what you want, screw up the font
Not like it haunts you
It was black and white for Mr. Right

I tried to get out of the middle, playing second fiddle
But you don’t know what you’ve got until
My memory is such a riddle
Making you a little better than they could be
You got away from me

What could be better than this?
All that I missed is the gift of sweet eternal bliss
And if I had a wish
I would go back and place a kiss
On the shins I kicked and kicked and kicked and kicked

I tried to get out of the middle, playing second fiddle
But you don’t know what you’ve got until
My memory is such a riddle
Making you a little better than they could be
You got away from me

(It’s gone)
What could be better than this?
All that I missed is the gift of sweet eternal bliss

(It’s gone)
What could be better than this?
All that I missed, all that we’re made to be
You got away from me

I tried to get out of the middle, playing second fiddle
But you don’t know what you’ve got until
(It’s gone)
My memory is such a riddle
Making you a little better than they could be
You got away from me

All that we’re made to be
You got away from me