| Isn’t it weird. |
| Isn’t it strange. |
| Even though we’re just two strangers on this runaway train |
| We’re both trying to find a place in the sun |
| We’ve lived in the shadows, but doesn’t everyone |
| Isn’t it strange how we all feel a little bit weird sometimes |
| Weird. Oh ho. |
| Isn’t it hard. |
| Standing in the rain. |
| You’re on the verge of going crazy and your heart’s in pain |
| No one can hear but you’re screaming so loud |
| You feel like you’re all alone in a faceless crowd |
| Isn’t it strange how we all get a little bit weird sometimes. |
| Sitting on the side. |
| Waiting for a sign. |
| Hoping that my luck will change. |
| Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same. |
| When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin. |
| So you don’t stand out. |
| But you don’t fit in. |
| Weird. |
| Whoa oh. |
| Sitting on the side. |
| Waiting for a sign. |
| Hoping that my luck will change. |
| Oh ho. |
| Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same. |
| When you live in a cookie cutter world if you’re different you can’t win. |
| So you don’t stand out and you don’t fit in. |
| Oh, isn’t it strange how we all feel a little bit weird |
| Strange, how we all get a little bit. |
| Strange, how we all feel a little bit weird sometimes. |
| Oh, just a little bit weird sometimes. |