Isn`t it weird. Isn`t it strange.
Even though we`re just two strangers on this runaway train
We`re both trying to find a place in the sun
We`ve lived in the shadows, but doesn`t everyone
Isn`t it strange how we all feel a little bit weird sometimes
Isn`t it hard. Standing in the rain.
You`re on the verge of going crazy and your heart`s in pain
No one can hear though you`re screaming so loud
You feel all alone in a faceless crowd
Isn`t it strange how we all get a little bit weird sometimes.
Sitting on the side. Waiting for a sign. Hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin.
So you don`t stand out. And you don`t fit in. Weird.
Sitting on the side. Waiting for a sign. Hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world if you`re different you can`t win.
So you don`t stand out and you don`t fit in. Weird.
Isn`t it strange how we all feel a little bit weird
Strange, how we all get a little bit.
Strange, `cause we`re all just a little bit weird sometimes.