Miss Understood
Sometimes I think I've got it good
Sometimes I feel misunderstood
I'm living in a bubble of hot air
That I blew right out of my mouth
Spending my time with these stupid jerks
I kick right out of my house
Sometimes I'm honest, you think I'm rude
Everything is tried, but nothing is true
Sometimes I, yeah, sometimes I, oh, sometimes I steal
'cause there are times I feel misunderstood
Well I've learned my lesson
What's next, for God's sake
Sometimes I feel misunderstood
'cause there are times I like it just a little crude
She's lost her place, she's fallen from grace
She's got to save face, pick up the pace, no
Sometimes I think I've got it good
Then everything is tried, but nothing is true
Writer/s: Elizabeth Davis / Selene Vigil
