A Perfect Misfit
You can keep trying so hard to make it look easy
But it looks calculated and hollow to me
We're a perfect misfit
But you're playing to a crowd that eventually walks away
Pleading for respect and to be noticed by someone
Isn't it exhausting trying not to be outdone?
We're a perfect misfit
But you're playing to a crowd that eventually walks away
Someday you'll be left in a pool of your bitter tears
A depressing relic stuck with all these wasted years
We're a perfect misfit
But you're playing to a crowd that eventually walks away