Weirdo

I’ve always been an oddball, my life a circus,
the last one picked for games and friend circles,
such a girl that boys have never desired
at all.

I wasn’t made out of love but lust, which infers
I wasn’t made to be loved, have affairs.
Showing my interest to guys makes them riled.
I do them appal.

I’m such a weirdo
who bothers everyone.
I’m such a weirdo.
You better from me run.

I’m looking in the mirror and see a monster,
an awful creature which disgust does stir
even in those who’re friends with local carousers
most times.

I’m such a weirdo
who bothers everyone.
Oh, yeah.
I’m such a weirdo.
You better from me run.

I’ve often been looked at with prejudice and scorn.
A couple more weird looks that folks put on
for me because of whom I crush on, I don’t mind.
And though I may not show it, I’m not blind,
oh, no-no-no,
to how everyone runs away from me. Therefore,
I’d best not bother no guys anymore,
and may my inborn odd quirks die with me before
a long time.

I’m such a weirdo
who bothers everyone.
Always.
I’m such a weirdo.
You better from me run.
Oh, yeah.

I’m such a weirdo
who bothers everyone.
Always.
I’m such a weirdo.
You better from me run.
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah.

Tento text je napísaný na hudbu piesne "Dreamer" od Ozzyho Osbourna.