Strange what gets in people's minds
Like you had friends so you were fine
Your friends were frightened all the time
But you had friends so you were fine
Strange what ticks in people's heads
Like I was little more than dead
For all the things I never said
They wished I'd been stillborn instead
Weird, when people never talk
It must be, for the looks I got
That weird kid who lives down the block
Stay clear of him, He never talks
Strange they played with you instead
With all the creepy things you said
But they were little more than dead
Once you'd spent time inside their heads.