[Intro]
La la la la la

[Verse 1]
I wear my heart out on my sleeve
Baby I'm sick I think I need
Baby I need your remedy
I cut myself until I bleed
All your friends laughed at me when I brought those flowers to your front door
Baby I ain't trippin', that just makes me want you more

[Chorus]
But she thinks that I'm a creep
She thinks that I'm a creep
She thinks that I'm a creep
She never looks at me
She's meant to be with me
She's meant to be with me
Meant to be with me
She's meant to be with me
But she thinks that I'm a creep

[Verse 2]
It's a shame what I do to your pictures
Missus, missus, make me your mister
We haven't spoke yet
I'm writing up the perfect pitch first
Saw you in person
I couldn't look away or approach, are you a person?
God said we should be, don't disobey him
Saw our kids in our dreams, didn't wanna wake yet
You left my messages on seen
I gotta send more of 'em
I'm sure of us
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