Sometimes I feel like I am the honorable mention,I am the nothing better to do,I am the rut youre stuck in,Just a temporary fix to you.Tried of feeling second class to the one that got away,Tried of feeling the best has passed, so with me you might as well stay.I am not made to be the center of the world, just the center to one.The communion I seek in life cannot be altered, changed, or undone.I think how can I feel safe?I wonder how I can be convinced?What can be the success rate of someone riding the fence?Sometimes I feel like I am the plan B,I am the nothing better to do,I am the rut youre stuck in,The might as well to you.