In the middle

What is wrong with me?
Why must I be the Swiss?
True they have the chocolate
And the cheese
But there’s so much more then that

Both of you fight like it is second nature
Hate each other like good and evil
There’s just one problem;
Neither of you are right or wrong

In the middle of this
I'm the one in pain
Crying myself to sleep
My arms are being torn

My eyes are shut
My ears are blocked
I don’t want to be anything
Enough’s enough

Both of you act five
Like two children over a toy
You are too old for these childish,
Games, so act your age

Dont make me choose
I m begging you now
Look at yourselves
Now look at me!

Tell me what you see?
When you look in my eyes?
Is it pain?
Or is it betrayal?
That i feel

Tell me one more thing
before i leave
Leave this all behind,
Was it worth it?
Our friendship?