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 *** special But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here, no, no She runs, well, she's running out She began, oh, that's it, to run Running out, so run, run, run, run
