This song gave me a lot of strength
Every time I heard it, and, uh
I wanna dedicate it to all the kids
And adults out there who's ever been picked on or
Made to feel inadequate, this song's for you

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

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 again
She's running out a-
Run, run, run, run
Run

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
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 belong here

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Albert Louis Hammond, Colin Charles Greenwood, Edward John O'Brien, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Mike Hazelwood, Philip James Selway, Thomas Edward Yorke