Creep - Radiohead

When you were here before,
couldn't look you in the eye.
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry.

You float like a feather,
in a beautiful world.
And I wish I was special,
you're so fuckin' special.

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

I don't care if it hurts.
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body.
I want a perfect soul.

I want you to notice,
when I'm not around.
You're so fuckin' special,
I wish I was special.

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

She's running out again.
She's running out.
She's run run run run.

Whatever makes you happy,
whatever you want.
You're so fuckin' special,
I wish I was special.

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.