Weird - Clem Snide

You tell me you’re different

You tell me you’re strange

You tell me that there is something wrong with your brain

So your mother found God

And your dad likes to drink

But you’re not weird as you’d like me to think

You painted your sneakers

You talk to yourself

You won’t eat with me cause you care for your health

Well you wrote me a poem

And it didn’t rhyme

You’re not as weird as you act all the time

No, you’re not as weird as you act all the time

You tell me you’re different

You tell me you’re strange

You tell me that there is something wrong with your brain

So what if your mother found God

And your dad likes to drink

You’re not weird as you’d like me to think

No, you’re not as weird as you’d like me to think