Fifth week I've been home Alone on a Friday night Just watching the TV In hopes that my phone will light up But nobody's calling Is it me that's the problem? Or did all my friends forget again That I exist? I'm so tired Of feeling like I'm standing outside the crowd It's like nobody thinks Nobody thinks I'm worth it I ask God "How long is the lonely gonna last? Or will I always be I always be the odd man out?" I just don't fit in No, I've never been the kind Some people just walk in And the whole room begins to light up Guess I'm not wired that way Oh, but maybe that's okay I accept myself even if no one else Could give a damn Still I'm so tired Of feeling like I'm standing outside the crowd It's like nobody thinks Nobody thinks I'm worth it I ask God "How long is the lonely gonna last? Or will I always be I always be the odd man out?" Oh, Oh I asked God "How long is the lonely gonna last?" He said, "Look at me I've always been the odd man out"