Misfit Biscuit

When I was down and depressed, I thought you would be there I thought that you would care and lend a hug or maybe two But you never listen or notice my angry little anxious eyes I'm tired of lies and all that shit I'm too alone to condone my sorrow You're doing fine thinking 'bout tomorrow Whilst all that I can think about is this, yeah (One, two, three, four) How lonely life is for the misfit (how lonely life is for the misfit) Sitting on his own with a biscuit or two No people to tour with, no message to send Maybe soon he'll make a friend, so he doesn't have to pretend Maybe it's me that deduces when my life has got to this I'm taking the piss and blocking out your love (blocking all your love) Or maybe I'm boring, you're snoring at all my silly quirks My fancy shirts and all that stuff My fucking brain is insane and lonely To trust and confide with a friend, if only But all that I can think about is this, yeah (this, yeah) How lonely life is for the misfit (How lonely life is for the misfit) Sitting on his own with a biscuit or two (or maybe three) No people to talk to, no message to send, yeah Maybe soon he'll make a friend, so he doesn't have to pretend Pretend, pretend (pretend, pretend, pretend) Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da Maybe soon he'll make a friend, so he doesn't have to pretend Now one day I will wake up from these dreams And find that life is never as it seems One day I will find them, one day they will care And sit me down, and be my friend So I do not have to pretend anymore (anymore)