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 fuckin' 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.
You're so fuckin'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 runs, runs, runs, runs...
runs...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' 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,

I don't belong here...

Thomas Edward Yorke
1992