Late night train back to Austin

Couple cars, cocaine, and the interstate

Most every night this is what it's like

You don't answer I keep callin' just to stay awake

Hope what you said wasn't meant for me

You told me I was no good

It's alright, babe I'm pretty used to being misunderstood

I never pegged you for what you are

Had it in my head I would break your heart

I hate to think about what I did

Some things in me are broke I can't find a fix

Hope what you said wasn't meant for me

You told me I was no good

It's alright, babe I'm pretty used to bein' misunderstood

It's alright, babe I'm pretty used to bein' misunderstood

Go home and sleep till I leave again

That's why I gave you up, couldn't watch you cry

You said you'd wait on me patiently

But I live out of a bag till the day I die

I guess I get how you think of me

You told me I was no good

It's alright, babe I'm pretty used to bein' misunderstood

It's alright, babe I'm pretty used to bein' misunderstood

It's alright, babe I'm pretty used to bein' misunderstood