Some days I wake up feeling like the days are growing shorter,
And feeling like I oughta make the most of what is left,
Summer passed so fast this year, like winter came and bought her,
And stole her innocence away with every icy breath,
And I, well I feel, like I’m the wrong side of those better times,
Can’t deal with the chopping, changing in everybody’s lives,
I just need the rest of time to stand still with me, with me,
Chorus
I won’t become everything I hate,
Just because it’s what the world dictates,
I won’t do the things you all still think I should,
Because I’m Mister misunderstood
I look out of the window at a world that’s tinged with grey,
My suit and tie spell the demise of dreams that lacked direction,
And I blame all of the girlfriends, who came and stole my friends away,
My lack of willingness to change is a common misconception
And I, well I feel, like I’m the wrong side of those better times,
Can’t deal with the chopping, changing in everybody’s lives,
I just need the rest of time to stand still with me, with me,
I won’t become everything I hate,
Just because it’s what the world dictates,
I won’t do the things you all still think I should,
Because I’m Mister misunderstood