Letra de (Still A) Weirdo
No I know I took for granted that things Would always go the way I wanted oh I was going to be a treetop A sea, a boat, a rock of agesI dont always get it right I'd see it in a different kind of lightPay my lip service Keep it eloquent Optimistic but Never quite elegant Still a weirdo Still a weirdo, after all these years I'd always thought it's automatic to grow into a soul less static But here i am upon the same spot Attempting to lift off into spaceI dont always get it right But a thousand different ways And I just mightPay my lip service Keep it eloquent Optimistic but Never quite elegant Still a weirdo Still a weirdo, after all these yearsPay my lip service Keep it eloquent Optimistic but Never quite elegant Still a weirdo Still a weirdo, after all these yearsStill a weirdo Still a weirdo, after all these yearsAfter all these years