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
You're so very 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 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 very 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
She's run run run
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
She's run run run
Creep was written by Thom Yorke & Jonny Greenwood & Philip Selway & Colin Greenwood & Ed O’Brien & Mike Hazlewood & Albert Hammond.