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

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. 

He's running out again
He's running out
He 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.