Misunderstood

"Trying to be misunderstood But it doesn't do me any good Love the way that they smile at me And that face for eternity Now let them all fly off When it comes down It all comes down And you will not be found When its over It's all over Even if I make a sound I'll be misunderstood By the beautiful and good in this city None of this was planned Take me by the hand just don't try and understand Trying to be misunderstood Just a product of my childhood Still I find myself outside You can't say I haven't tried Perhaps I tried to hard No excuses Won't apologise Justify your life Come find me Tell them to me Look me in the eyes I'll be misunderstood By the beautiful and good in this city None of this was planned Take me by the hand Just don't try and understand Can't forgive sorry to say You don't know your guilty anyway Isn't it funny how we don't speak, the language of love "