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Breaking up with the girl staring back from the looking glass
Seven years of bad luck, waiting for the storm to pass
And she looks just like me, but she don't look like them
It's looking like she might be right about everything
Only the lonely know it, only the phoney show it

Don't know where I fit in
Don't know where I begin
Spendin' my life wondering Is anybody listening
I'm running out of time
Tryin' to walk a wavy line
Guess its best I just admit
That I was born a misfit

Crowd pleaser, no one sees her, shouldn't take a mind reader
Trying keep one eye on the prize while she takes a breather
She doesn't know the moves
But she an sing the blues
It's looking like she really might have nothing left to lose
Only the lonely know it, only the phoney show it

Don't know where I fit in
Don't know where I begin
Spendin' my life wondering Is anybody listening
Im running out of time
Tryin' to walk a wavy line
Guess its best I just admit
That I was born a misfit

You can take that look of confusion off your face
I finally know my place

Don't know where I fit in
Don't know where I begin
Spendin' my life wondering
Is anybody listening
Im running out of time
Tryin' to walk a wavy line
Guess its best I just admit
That I was born a misfit
Oh I was born a misfit
I was born a misfit

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