Tarnished and tattered
Stained colors battered
Why don't I seem to fit in?
Diff'rent as night and day
Never seem to go their way
Someone's got to be kidding
Chorus: Maybe the postman's
That could explain a lot
Or left on their doorstep
And they decided to adopt
If that's the case,
I wish they'd left me instead
In a family of crystal, I am lead
Alienated
Young and too jaded
Can't play the part they expect
Too independent
Don't have a remnant
Of their so-called great intellect
Chorus:
Chipped and abused
Worn out, too, and used
I feel too old for my years
Rags to their dress clothes
Stale to their fresh loaves
I don't let them see any tears
Chorus: (repeat last line)