trying to be misunderstood
but it doesnt do me any good
love the way that they smile at me
and that face for eternity
now let them all fly off
when it comes down
it all comes down
and you will not be found
when its over
it's all over
even if i make a sound
i'll be misunderstood
by the beautiful and good in this city
none of this 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 to hard
no excuses
won't apologise
justify your life
come find me
tell them to me
look me in the eyes
i'll be misunderstood
by the beuatiful and good in this city
none of this was planned
take me by the hand
just don't try and understand
can't forgive sorry to say
you don't know your guilty anyway
isn't it funny how we dont speak, the language of love
