In my early teens, I was in the darkness
Longing for the games played in the dead of night
When morning came, I’d go against the people heading to work, and close the door
Keeping my distance from those proud of how bright they were
An angel putting on a strong face no matter when or where
That’s why I can’t smile like that girl
Thinking, in my heart, that even if I hide my words, it’ll show on my face
And yet, for some reason or another, I turn my face from the news you share with me
I’m my ideal lady, but funky
I’m imperfect, but that’s why I’m hungry
I’m my ideal lady, the way I play is fantastic
I’ve gotta have fun whether I try hard, or not—So foolish, foolish… bang.
Do you hate being hated, boy?
That’s why you never meet my eyes
Though when you use the lines you practice, you expect it to go the way you want…
But a formidable woman will catch on and fend them off without even a glance
Adults have times they dream too, boy
When you cross paths with someone, that’s the chance for your heart to pound
You give up so fast… but if you wish for it, a miracle just might happen
A man who believes in the future, and a woman living for the moment—each is happy
I’m my ideal lady, but eccentric
I’m imperfect, but that’s why I’m so stylish
I’m my ideal lady, even my tears are charming
I’ve gotta have fun as I am, as my heart wants— So foolish, foolish… bang.
Though when you use the lines you practice, you expect it to go the way you want…
But a formidable woman will catch on and fend them off without even a glance
I’m my ideal lady, but funky
I’m imperfect, but that’s why I’m hungry
I’m my ideal lady, the way I play is fantastic
I’ve gotta have fun whether I try hard, or not—So foolish, foolish… bang.