She's not a north or a south sider
She's an outsider
He's not an east or a west sider
He's an outsider
She stands in the corner of the room
With her head in her hands and her tissues in her pocket
He stands to close to the door
With a swift exit planned and an Irish goodbye
People are so hard to read
People are so hard to read
Outsider sympathiser
People are so hard to read
People are so hard to read
Outsider sympathiser
Whoa, why you going alone?
I saw you leaving when you left last night
Saw you leaving when you left last night
People are so hard to read
People are so hard to read
Outsider sympathiser
People are so hard to read
People are so hard to read
Outsider sympathiser
Whoa, why you going alone?
I saw you leaving when you left last night
You weren't smiling as you said goodbye
Whoa, why you going alone?
I noticed something as you left and I
I've been wondering if you're alright alright alright alright
People are so hard to read
People are so hard to read
Outsider sympathiser
People are so hard to read
People are so hard to read
Outsider sympathiser