Held

[Verse 1]
On smart days he just knows
To lock up all the doors, unplug the phone
On stupid days he decides
It would be a good idea to go outside
Those are sad days when they come
Those are sad days when they come

[Pre-Chorus]
He has a drink at the local bar and he tries to talk to girls
He knows the trite, polite brush-off too well
He tries to think of what normal people do in movies and TV
But none of those guys think like him at all

[Chorus]
How come he's not like any of them?
I don't know
How come he's not like any of them?
I don't know
How come he's not like any of them? (why is it so strange?)
I don't know (that someones want to be held sometimes?)
How come he's not like any of them?
I don't know (but they can't find someone to hold them)

[Verse 2]
There are some days when he thinks
Everything would be perfect if he fit in
Those are sad days when they come
Those are sad days when they come

[Pre-Chorus]
He tries the local coffee shop 'cause they're open all night long
But all the cliques and clubs there drive him mad
He watches all the scooter boys and their ugly fringe-chick girls
And prays that a great rain will come again

[Chorus]
How come he's not like any of them? (why is it so strange?)
I don't know (that someones want to be held sometimes?)
How come he's not like any of them?
I don't know (but they can't find someone to hold them)
How come he's not like any of them? (why is it so strange?)
I don't know (that someones want to be held sometimes?)
How come he's not like any of them?
I don't know (but they can't find someone to hold them)
How come he's not like any of them? (why is it so strange?)
I don't know (flowers of love) (that someones want to be held sometimes?)
How come he's not like any of them? (and thorns of pain)
I don't know (but they can't find someone to hold them)