I like to think that I'm an open book
That everybody can take a look
But sometimes it don't seem that way
Especially not at night
You can say what you like
I'll be on your side forevermore
I'll give you time, I'll give you space
So you can do things in your own sweet way
Still seems that I'm up to no good
Mr. Misunderstood
They say the quiet ones are the worst
I'm sure they're right, I'm sure I'm cursed
But no more than
The rest of the world
I know more than yourself
Your secrets I am never told
Folks like me are worth their weight in gold
Still seems that I'm up to no good
Mr. Misunderstood
Oh, and maybe there ain't no other way
To get each other through another day
They say the quiet ones are the worst
I'm sure they're right, I'm sure I'm cursed
But no more than
The rest of the world
I know more than yourself
You can say what you like
I'll be on your side forevermore
I'll give you time, I'll give you space
So you can do things in your own sweet way
Still seems that I'm up to no good
Mr. Misunderstood
Still seems that I'm up to no good
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood

Mr. Misunderstood
Mr. Misunderstood
So flavorfully
I was some time ago


Mr. Misunderstood
I guess I'm too young to see hmm!?

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