creep

Jeff Buckley

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 wanna 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 again,
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 me.