| She’s just an outlier from a small little town |
| Everyone’s trapped there and no one gets out |
| And all of her friends get drunk and high |
| 'Cause that’s what you do |
| It’s easy to see through a world |
| That doesn’t see you |
| While the world keeps on changing |
| She stays the same |
| And they call her crazy |
| But she knows her name |
| He’s just an outlier under big city lights |
| He’s caught in a jungle that could eat him alive |
| And all of the vampires bleed him dry |
| 'Cause that’s what they do |
| It’s easy to see through a world that doesn’t see you |
| While the world keeps on changing |
| He stays the same |
| And they call him crazy |
| But he knows his name |
| No matter what happens |
| He’ll find a place |
| Somewhere he can run to |
| Where he won’t have to change, whoa |
| And he will sing songs for people like us |
| And not be afraid to love what we love |
| And we’ll thank the places that we came from |
| For what we’ve become |
| We’ll let the world keep on changing |
| But we’ll stay the same |
| And they’ll call us crazy |
| But we know our names |
| No matter what happens |
| We’ll find a place |
| Somewhere we can run to |
| Where we won’t have to change, change, change, change |
| Where we don’t have to change |
| We won’t change |