You tell me youâre different
You tell me youâre strange
You tell me that there is
Something wrong with your brain
So your mother found God
And your dad likes to drink
But youâre not weird
As youâd like me to think
You painted your sneakers
You talk to yourself
You wonât eat with me
'Cause you care for your health
Well, you wrote me a poem
And it didnât rhyme
And youâre not as weird
As you act all the time
No, youâre not as weird
As you act all the time
You can tell me youâre different
Tell me youâre strange
You tell me that there is
Something wrong with your brain
So what if your mother found God
And your dad likes to drink
Youâre not as weird
As youâd like me to think
No, youâre not as weird
As you'd like me to think
No, youâre not as weird
As you'd like me to think, hey