misunderstood

ing, yanli$ anla$ilmi$.

bon jovi’nin bounce albumunden.

should i? could i?
have said the wrong things right a thousand times
if i could just rewind, i see it in my mind
if i could turn back time, you’d still be mine

you cried, i died
i should have shut my mouth, things headed south
as the words slipped off my tongue, they sounded dumb
if this old heart could talk, it’d say you’re the one
i’m wasting time when i think about it


i should have drove all night, i would have run all the lights
i was misunderstood
i stumbled like my words, did the best i could
damn, misunderstood

could i? should i?
apologize for sleeping on the couch that night
staying out too late with all my friends
you found me passed out in the yard again

you cried, i tried
to stretch the truth, but didn’t lie
it’s not so bad when you think about it


i should have drove all night, i would have run all the lights
i was misunderstood
i stumbled like my words, did the best i could
damn, misunderstood
intentions good



it’s you and i, just think about it...


i should have drove all night
i would have run all the lights
i was misunderstood
i stumbled like my words, did the best i could
i ’m hanging outside your door
i’ve been here before
misunderstood

i stumbled like my words, did the best i could
damn, misunderstood
intentions good.

robbie williamsin sarkilarindan biri.bridget jonesun da soundtracklarindan biri.

trying to be misunderstood
but it doesn’t do me any good
love the way they smiled at me
held their face for eternity
now let them all fly off

when it comes down
it all comes down
and you will not be found
when it’s over it’s all over
even if i make a sound

i’ll be misunderstood
by the beautiful and good in this city
none of it was planned
take me by the hand
just don’t try ...and understand

trying to be misunderstood
just a product of my childhood
still i find myself outside
you can’t say i haven’t tried
perhaps i tried too hard

no excuses, i won’t apologise
or justify your lies
come find me, tell them to me
look me in the eyes

i’ll be misunderstood
by the beautiful and good in this city
none of this was planned
take me by the hand
just don’t try ...and understand

can’t forgive, sorry to say
you don’t know you’re guilty anyway
isn’t it funny how we don’t speak
the language of love?

dream theater’in six degrees of inner turbulence albumunden bir parca.

waiting
in the calm of desolation
wanting to break
from this circle of confusion

sleeping
in the depths of isolation
trying to wake
from this daydream of illusion

how can i feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me
how can i bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me
how can i know so many
never really knowing anyone

if i seem superhuman
i have been
misunderstood

it challenges the essence of my soul
and leaves me in a state of disconnection
as i navigate the maze of self control

playing a lion being led to a cage
i turn from a thief to a beggar
from a god to god save me

how can i feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me
how can i bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me
how can i know so many
never really knowing anyone

if i seem superhuman
i have been
misunderstood

playing a lion being led to a cage
i turn from surreal to seclusion
from love to disdain
from belief to delusion
from a thief to a beggar
from a god to god save me

how can i feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me
how can i bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me
how can i know so many
never really knowing anyone

if i seem superhuman
i have been
misunderstood.

(bkz: dont let me be misunderstood)