Inordinary - Hayley Williams of Paramore

I don’t want your concern

As some consolation prize

And I don’t want to be your friend

Or just one of the guys

I am nobody’s

We left home when we were teens

I grew bored of simple things

You gave me another chance

A renegade, holding your hand

I was somebody

I wasn’t ordinary, ordinary, ordinary

I wasn’t ordinary, ordinary

I wasn’t ordinary, ordinary, ordinary

I wasn’t ordinary, ordinary

Life began in seventh grade

When me and momma got away

Came home from school one afternoon

She was waiting in the car for me

She said, «Don't worry»

Started over, Tennessee

Rent was cheap and we were free

I wish that feeling stuck around

There’s a beauty to be found

In the ordinary, ordinary, ordinary

In the ordinary, ordinary

In the ordinary, ordinary, ordinary

In the ordinary, ordinary