Timing never was your strong point, buddy   And neither was your style   Try and cut it with the rest of the boys   But they catch on in a while      Wrong side of the tracks, getting stabbed in the back   You fit the role just fine   Girl of the boy that all the boys wanna be   You say “someday she’ll be mine”   You’re like the flower that never ever blooms   You wanna prove them all wrong   But the girl don’t want you, the guys don’t wanna be you   And you knew it all along      Why can’t they see   Conformity is popularity   I have reached the end of the line   Wait and see, this will be my time