Lyrics: Albert Hammond/Colin Greenwood/Ed O'Brien/Jonny Greenwood/Mike Hazlewood/Philip Selway/Thom Yorke
Music: Albert Hammond/Colin Greenwood/Ed O'Brien/Jonny Greenwood/Mike Hazlewood/Philip Selway/Thom Yorke
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 doin' 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
So very special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
She's running out the door
She's running out
She run, run, run
She's running out
She run, run, run
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here