creep

"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
I wish I was special,
you're so fucking 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 fucking 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 the door,
she's running,
she run, run, run, run, run.

whatever makes you happy,
whatever you want.
you're so fucking 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"

radiohead