Isn't it weird.Isn't it strange
Even though we're just two stranges 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 a 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 get fit.
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