Lambretta - Creep

Creep

God I´m such a creep
I´m having so much fun breaking up
It´s getting kind of wicked
And there´s no need to weep
It´s more like a relief - I can´t stop
Laughing and I´m thinking
You´re looking at a single in gold
I´m just your worst freakin´nightmare girlfriend
Imsuch a creep
Imsuch a creepy kind
Sorry but I do believe I´m just that type of girl
Imsuch a creep
( and I can´t help it )
I aint gonna waste my time
And I do believe that boy just had to go
God I´m such a creep
The grass is turning green
The air is loosing weight - and the sun
Is lighting up my bedroom
My smile is kinda mean
I feel like I´m a dove with a gun
I´m looking in my phonebook
And there´s a lot of numbers to dial
..God I´m such a creep
I´m having so much fun breaking up
I´m laughin and I´m thinking
You´re looking at a single in gold