I was so much an outcast,

no one ever liked me 'cause I wasn't wanted.

I was so different from the rest of 'em all

fucked up on the drugs, from all the speed

and I never got no sleep

'cause I kept on trippin' over what they said

and everything that my mom said made me mad

and everything that my dad said made me sad.


Chrous:

Why am I even trying?

I'm crying it out, I'm crying it out

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

spinning 'round, spinning 'round

I've fallen down

I cannot seem to keep from freaking out

you keep shootin' those glances

relating to the rawness of a fuckin lost kid

trying so hard to become just like me

talk like me, walk like me

you keep tripping on everything i wear

everytime I swear, even when it comes to my hair

it seems like you don't have the time to relate to my kind

I'm not a dumb fool in your life