Trying to be misunderstood

But it doesn’t do me any good

love the way they smile at me

and the face for eternity

Now let them all fly off

When it comes down

it all comes down

And you will not be found

When it’s over it’s all over

Even if you make a sound

I’ll be misunderstood

By the beautiful and good in this city

But none of it was planned

Take me by the hand

Just don’t try and understand

Trying to be misunderstood

Just a product of my childhood

Still I find myself outside

You can’t say I haven’t tried

Perhaps I tried too hard

No excuses I won’t apologise

Or justify your lies

Come find me tell them to me

Look me in the eyes

I’ll be misunderstood

By the beautiful and good in this city

But none of it was planned

Take me by the hand

Just don’t try and understand

I can’t forgive sorry to say

You don’t know you’re guilty anyway

Isn’t it funny how we don’t speak

The language of love?