It’s like I'm invisible
Always there, but never seen
It’s like I've gone away
Alone and in between
I'm the outcast in this place
That makes people say

“What the heck goes one
Inside your head?
Are you mad? Are you sad?
What’s going on?”
When you’re like this
People treat you different
Like hazardous waste
An infectious disease
Like you’re radioactive

And it just doesn’t seem fair
No matter how normal you are
You can never meet the standard
And people you seem to avoid
‘Cause they just don’t understand
They’re thinking to themselves

“What the heck goes on
Inside your head?
Are you mad? Are you sad?
What’s going on?”
When you’re like this
People treat you different
Like hazardous waste
An infectious disease
Like you’re radioactive

I’ll try again to get it right
I’ll try every single day and night
For someone to come up to me
And for them not to say


“What the heck goes on
Inside your head?”
Are you mad? Are you sad?
What’s going on?”
When you’re like this
People treat you different
Like hazardous waste
An infectious disease
Like you’re radioactive