Somebody once told me....

That I was the type of person that had to be adored....

I don't know about that but a little appreciation goes a long way....

There's only one problem with that.

The fact is I'm a....

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 fucking 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 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

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

She's running out the door
She's running out
She 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
I don't belong here.

Reminds me of the time when I was talking to this guy who knew me really well and he said....

"You know, William, you're an asshole.... And you'll always be an asshole. And no matter how hard you try to have a successful relationship, you'll always fuck it up."

I liked that guy!

At least he was honest....

And right.