Timing never was your strong point, buddy
And neither was your style
Try and cut it with the rest of the boys
But they catch on in a while

Wrong side of the tracks, getting stabbed in the back
You fit the role just fine
Girl of the boy that all the boys wanna be
You say “someday she’ll be mine”
You’re like the flower that never ever blooms
You wanna prove them all wrong
But the girl don’t want you, the guys don’t wanna be you
And you knew it all along

Why can’t they see
Conformity is popularity
I have reached the end of the line
Wait and see, this will be my time