I'm in control she said.
Her free will is dead,
It's not a virtue.

Misfits gravitate to me, and I gravitate to their style
Lash out at the ones who want to love you,
Reel in the trash just with your smile,
attract them with your style.

I want to be alive,
live not survive, just like you.
Forgiven him but never you,
she realised you knew,
how could you?

Misfits gravitate to me, and I gravitate to their style
Lash out at the ones who want to love you,
Reel in the trash just with your smile,
attract them with your style.

What are you running for? There's no back door,
Sit down and listen to what I'm saying.
Hey, Hey, Hey.

Misfits gravitate to me!!!
(Repeat 7 times)