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 very 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 And I want you to notice When I'm not around You're so very special Yeah 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
Oh oh
She runs yeah yeah Oh she's running out again I said she's running She run, run, run, run, run Well I said I said she runs I said she
Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so very special I wish I was special
But I'm a creep, I said it I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong
I'm a creep, I'm, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? Oh yeah, oh no I don't belong here I don't belong here
Compositores: Michael Edward Hazlewood (Wills Eddie), Albert Louis Hammond (Hamwood), Thomas Edward Yorke (Thom Yorke), Edward John O'brien (Edward O Brien), Colin Charles Greenwood (Colin Greenwood), Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood (Jon Greenwood), Philip James Selway (Philip Selway) ECAD: Obra #794315 Fonograma #867712