westmount high

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 doing 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.
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 again, She's running, She run, run, run, run, run