Estranhos

What happened to that little face? Come on, don't pretend
You used to smile all the time back then
Don't act shocked, I remember you had no clue
That someday I'd be bigger than you

So come on now, my dear
Just admit it's clear
Strange (what now?)
Stop acting so strange
You've got nothing
While you cry, I win another game
One more round
Boring
So stiff and cold it's almost sad
Boring
Maybe strange ain't even half that bad

Maybe you should say thanks to me
They all love what they see in me
Everyone's waiting just to see
All the things that I can make and be

But no, not you
You can't even try to understand
Tell me why you do
Act like you don't want me near at hand

You never heard
Anything I tried to say
Oh, yeah? That's just a word
'Cause I started to grow one day (no way!)

And now I'm the stone
In your shoe wherever you go (not true!)
I changed the rules, I changed the show
You only grew from things I made, you know

Maybe so, but what matters now today
Is I made your face turn red this way
Yeah well, the red right here is me
Ha

Strange (me?)
Stop being so strange
You've got nothing
All you do is pout and complain
Acting spoiled
Boring
Nosy and weird, it's almost sad
Boring
Maybe strange ain't even half that bad

You are (am I?)
Impossible (oh, yeah?)
Too loud to ignore
What?

Everyone keeps talking more
She's amazing! She's the best!
Margo's here forevermore

That's why I'm worried deep inside
Our future's meant to shine
That just makes me mad with pride
Don't say it's my fault this time

You keep picking fights, you're acting so weird
Like this will never work at all
Your face annoys me, your style blocks me
So tell me now, will we rise or fall? Ugh, nah

You know what I see?
That both of you are

Strange
Stop being so strange
You've got nothing
The face, the style, the size you change
That's what makes you same
Boring
But he, but she still makes me sad
Boring
Maybe strange ain't even half that bad

You know what I see, Margo?
At least in this song we both agree on one thing
I only noticed that I sang more than you
Yeah right

Boring
And none of this is sad at all
Boring
Maybe strange ain't even half the call