I Can Make A Mess Like Nobody's Business - Wrinkle lyrics

I guess this is the middle The smolder of a flame held light Suffering a trade gone awry The sun will rise and fall through life Before we even wake up wrinkled like our shirts You and I I guess this is the middle I don't mean to sound so negative all the time Cause believe me I'm not sad Or unhappy with my life It's the meaning that I question all the time That's never right I guess this is the middle