Drink whiskey, break into a cemetery
Thought it was a cemetery, turns out it wasn't a cemetery
Get arrested in a foreign country
'Cause we thought it was a cemetery
So I guess we walked away free

We walk the empty streets and you say
I was someone special
I knew you were someone special
I was someone special
I think you're someone special
You might be someone special to me

Validation, why does that mean so much to me?
Validation, why does that mean so much to me?
Validation, it is a human tragedy

We go to art openings
We fit in, 'cause nobody fits in
It's a beautiful chaos to begin
We look, we drink
We find divinity in the faces of our friends who are experiencing

And nobody fits in
Nobody fits in
Are they someone special who might be someone special?
Are they someone special who might be someone special?
Are they someone special in their community?