I was trying to be misunderstood But it didn't do me any good I always seem to start a fight I'd break my heart to make things right Let them all fly off

When it comes down it all comes down And you will not be found When it's over it's all over And even if you make a sound

You'll be misunderstood By the beautiful and good in this city But none of it was planned Take me by the hand Just don't try and understand

Trying to be misunderstood Another product of my childhood Still I find myself outside You can't say I haven't tried Perhaps I tried too hard

No excuses I won't apologise Or justify your lies Come and find me tell them to me Now look me in the eyes

I'll be misunderstood By the beautiful and good in this city But none of it was planned Take me by the hand Just don't try and understand

I can't forgive sorry to say Don't know you're guilty anyway Isn't it funny how we don't speak The language of love?