Things are shaping up to be pretty odd.
Little d**hs in musical beds.
So it seems I'm someone I've never met. You will only hear these elegant crimes,
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes.
They spill un-found from a pretty mouth. Everybody gets there and everybody gets their way.
I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her,
Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's OK.
I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. I want to go where everyone goes,
I want to know what everyone knows
I want to go where everyone feels the same I never said I'd leave the city,
I never said I'd leave this town.
A falling out we won't tiptoe about. Everybody gets there and everybody gets their way.
I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her,
Now I'm the only one to blame. Things have changed for me, and that's OK.
I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say. Things have changed for me!