I was trying to be misunderstood
   But it didn't do me any good
   I always seem to start a fight
   I'd break my heart to make things right
   Let them all fly off
  
   When it comes down it all comes down
   And you will not be found
   When it's over it's all over
   And even if you make a sound
  
   You'll be misunderstood
   By the beautiful and good in this city
   But none of it was planned
   Take me by the hand
   Just don't try and understand
  
   Trying to be misunderstood
   Another product of my childhood
   Still I find myself outside
   You can't say I haven't tried
   Perhaps I tried too hard
  
   No excuses I won't apologise
   Or justify your lies
   Come and find me tell them to me
   Now look me in the eyes
  
   I'll be misunderstood
   By the beautiful and good in this city
   But none of it was planned
   Take me by the hand
   Just don't try and understand
  
   I can't forgive sorry to say
   Don't know you're guilty anyway
   Isn't it funny how we don't speak
   The language of love?