I’ve always been a mismatched sort of girl,
but this is not a normal kind of glee
because your smile makes me want to twirl
and you take all the sanity from me.
I’ve mixed up everything I’ve ever done
and broke a lot of hearts along the way,
and sometimes I feel that this life is strung
up on a string so someone’s cat can play.
But you just cut me loose and let me fly
with every laugh and smile that you give.
I’m dancing in each word of your reply
and knowing this is how I want to live,
’cause if you take my hand, I bet you’ll see
that maybe you’re just as mismatched as me.