Creep
Music by R. DeLeo/Words by Weiland, R. DeLeo
Forward yesterday
Makes me wanna stay
What they said was real
Makes me wanna steal
Livin' under house
Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse
All's I gots is time
Got no meaning, just a rhyme
Take time with a wounded hand
'Cause it likes to heal
Take time with a wounded hand
Guess I like to steal
I'm half the man I used to be
This feeling as the dawn
It turns to gray
I'm half the man I used to be
This feeling as the dawn
It turns to gray
Feelin' uninspired
Think I'll start a fire
Everybody run
Bobby's got a gun
Think you're kinda neat
Then she tells me I'm a creep
Friends don't mean a thing
Guess I'll leave it up to me
