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Clowns to the left of me

Jokers to the right

Here I am

Stuck in the middle with you

Yep, that's me. Stuck in the middle, between the cops and the robbers. I'm a murderer now, or that's what it feels like, at least. I suppose it was self defence, but it doesn't change the fact that an innocent person is dead, and I pulled the trigger. Not quite a cop, but not quite a criminal, I'm stuck here with you.

You're a criminal, no doubt about it, but you're honest. I'm lying to you with every word, every gesture. And it's tearing me up inside, because you're my friend. I thought it would be easy, that I couldn't get attached to anyone, but real life ain't a comic book, and the good guys and the bad guys ain't so easy to spot.

You'll go to prison if I live, and that thought won't go away. I couldn't bear it, to watch you go behind bars, and know I was the one that put you there. You're so worried for me, and you shouldn't be. That's not what the bad guys do. But I feel like a bad guy as I lean into your embrace, knowing that I'm betraying you.

I'm sorry, so sorry, and I wish I could forget what I am, but duty won't go away, and I have to do my job. But the pain won't stop, and your arms are so strong, and you hold me like a father holding his son, and I don't want you to go, I don't want this to stop, and your arms are a barrier to the dark that hangs over me. Don't leave me on my own, I don't want you to go but if you stay, I'm betraying you even more.

Criminals on one side, cops on the other. And I'm stuck in the middle with you.