Creep - Lambretta

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

I am such a creep.

I am such a creepy kind

Sorry, but I do believe I’m just that type of girl

I am such a creep (and I can’t help it).

I ain’t 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 kind of 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

I’m just your worst freakin' nightmare girlfriend

I am such a creep.

I am such a creepy kind

Sorry, but I do believe I’m just that type of girl

I am such a creep (and I can’t help it).

I ain’t gonna waste my time

And I do believe that boy just had to go

God, I’m such a creep

(And I can’t help it, help it, help it…)

God, I’m such a creep.

I’m having so much fun breaking up

Laughing and I’m thinking.

You’re looking at a single in gold

I am such a creep (and I can’t help it).

I am such a creepy kind

Sorry, but I do believe I’m just that type of girl

I am such a creep (and I can’t help it).

God, I’m such a creep

(Ain't gonna waste my time)

Sorry, but I do believe that a boy just have to go

God, I’m such a creep