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 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 out, she 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.
BELLA: “what a stupid lamb…”
EDWARD: “….what a sick masochistic lion.”