'When you were here before,
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
Your skin makes me cry

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'

{Thom Yorke}