Trying to be misunderstood 
But it doesn’t do me any good 
Love the way they smiled at me 
Held their face for eternity 
Now 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 
Even if I make a sound 

I’ll be misunderstood 
By the beautiful and good 
In this city 

None of it was planned 
Take me by the hand 
Just don’t try and understand 

Trying to be misunderstood 
Just a product of my childhood 
And 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 justified your lies 

Come and 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 you’re guilty anyway 
Isn’t it funny how we don’t speak 
The language of love