But it didn't do me any good
I always seem to start a fight
I'd break my heart to make things right
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
And even if you make a sound
You'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
Another 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 and find me tell them to me
Now 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
Don't know you're guilty anyway
Isn't it funny how we don't speak
The language of love?
