Misunderstood Songtext
von Wilco

You′re back in your old neighbourhood
The cigarettes taste so good
But you're so misunderstood
You′re so misunderstood

There's something there that you can't find
You look honest when you′re telling a lie
You hurt her but you don′t know why
You love her but you don't don′t why

You short on long term goals
There's a party there that we oughta go to
You still love rock and roll
You still love rock and roll

It′s only a quarter to three
Reflecting off the OCD
You're looking at a picture of me
You′re starring at a picture of me


Take a guitar, play her for a ride
See, he ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes some kind of debt
It will be years before he gets over it

Fortune inside your head
And all you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
With the fortune inside your head

I know you just a mama's boy
Positively unemployed
So misunderstood
You′re so misunderstood

I know you′ve got a God shaped hole
You're bleeding out your heart full of soul
You′re so misuderstood
You're so misunderstood
You′re so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

I′d like to you thank you all for nothing
I'd like to thank you all for nothing at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothing


Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing
Nothing at all