Misfit, Misfit, got no sense Never picks a side, all she does is cry How many teardrops can she hide? MISFIT, MISFIT - throw the dog a biscuit! How many kicks until she licks it? One, two, three, four, FIVE.
This situation's hopeless These smalltown girls will hate me Since I stepped outside their rules
I see their angel faces twist into riddles Sisters on a rampage with the scissors Tongues packing sweet words Like pistols - Firing on my back Like heat seeking missiles
Why are these crosshairs on me? I don't take lessons in how to be
Don't you know - Our status grows When we tear into a threat Somebody please throw the dog bone!
Angel faces twist into riddles Sisters on a rampage with the scissors Tongues packing sweet words like pistols Like heat seeking missiles
Running, hiding, can't get by The vicious social politics of
Who places these crosshairs On me? What do they hear?