Under The Moon

If you call it lonely to be so alone

Nobody calling and nobody home, then I'm lonely

That's just what I am

If you call it ugly to squint at the world

Lie in on Monday and dress like a girl, then I'm ugly

That's just what I am

What can I do to make you feel it like I do

And be happy living under the moon?

How do I say in your way, why do it safely?

Cause maybe this is our last living day

If you call it stupid to cover my ear

When everyone's screaming but nobody's near, then I'm stupid

That's just what I am

If you call it crazy to sit up and let

My love be dialed in through your TV set, then I'm crazy

That's just what I am

If you think it's creepy to lay on the ground

Lay there and lay there and wait to be found, then I'm creepy

That's just what I am