I’m dead to all the living
Living life after death
Well, I suffocate the breathing 
Every time I take a breath
I’m an outsider, I’m a misfit
Not a girl, nor boy
Well,I feel like a broken toy

Too well for the hospital
Too sick for all the healthy
Too rich to be a poor man’s friend
Too average for the wealthy
I’m an outsider, I’m a misfit
Not a girl, nor boy
I feel like a broken toy

They ripped out all my stuffing
Tore out both my eyes
All my colors are faded
They washed out all my dye
I’m lonely, I’m forgotten
Left in a cluttered drawer
I’m been disposed of, wounded, hurt
Broken to the core

I’m demonic amongst angels
Angelic when with demons
I’m a sinner to the saints
I’m a believer to the heathens
I’m an outsider, I’m a misfit
Not a girl, nor boy
I feel like a broken toy

Too  clean for the ***, too [bad word] up for the well
Too strait for all the [bad word]  
Too [bad word] for all the girls
Well I’m an outsider, I’m a misfit
Not a girl, nor boy
I feel like a broken toy

Well, they ripped out all my stuffing
Tore out both my eyes
All my colors are faded
They washed out all my dye
I’m lonely, I’m forgotten
Left in a cluttered drawer
I’m been disposed of, wounded, hurt
Broken to the core

Screaming for the helping hand
I’ll bite first one that helps
Been fired from my one man band
Because I hate myself
I’m an outsider, I’m a misfit
Not a girl, nor boy
I feel like a broken toy