I don't want your concern
As some consolation prize
And I don't want to be your friend
Or just one of the guys
I am nobody's

We left home when we were teens
I grew bored of simple things
You gave me another chance
A renegade, holding your hand
I was somebody's

I was inordinary, ordinary, ordinary
I was inordinary, ordinary
I was inordinary, ordinary, ordinary
I was inordinary, ordinary

Life began in seventh grade
When me and momma got away
Came home from school one afternoon
She was waiting in the car for me
She said don't worry

Started over, Tennessee
Rent was cheap and we were free
I wish that feeling stuck around
There's a beauty to be found, hmm

In the ordinary, ordinary, ordinary
In the ordinary, ordinary
In the ordinary, ordinary, ordinary
In the ordinary, ordinary