Creep In A T-Shirt (Live from Bonnaroo 2013 (Explicit))

I’m sorry Mr. Policeman If I wanted to talk, I would’ve called a friend Don’t worry when I get back home I’ll just stay in bed, I’m better off alone I woke up to my glory days Never was a child, I was born this way Always there but always out of place Feel so alien I don’t know what I know, but I know where it’s at Just because I lost it doesn’t mean I want it back I don’t know what I know, but I know where it’s at Just because I lost it doesn’t mean I want it back You don’t get it (get it, get it, get it) Is it the world I’m living in? (uh-oh, uh-oh) You don’t get it (get it, get it, get it) I’m just a creep in a T-shirt, jeans I don’t fucking care (Get it, get it, get it) I’m just a creep in a T-shirt, jeans I don’t fucking care Sorry, but I don’t recall the crime My memory has left me behind May have been a man, maybe a friend Or maybe aliens I don’t know what I know, but I know where it’s at Just because I lost it doesn’t mean I want it back I don’t know what I know, but I know where it’s at Just because I lost it doesn’t mean I want it back You don’t get it (get it, get it, get it) Is it the world I’m living in? (uh-oh, uh-oh) You don’t get it (get it, get it, get it) I’m just a creep in a T-shirt, jeans I don’t fucking care (Uh-oh, uh-oh) I’m just a creep in a T-shirt, jeans I don’t fucking care It’s not because the light here is brighter And it’s not that I’m evil, I just don’t like to pretend That I could ever be your friend Is it the world I’m living in? (uh-oh, uh-oh) I’m just a creep in a T-shirt, jeans I don’t fucking care You don’t get it (get it, get it, get it) I’m just a loser in a T-shirt, jeans I don’t fucking care You don’t get it (get it, get it, get it) I’m just a creep in a T-shirt, jeans I don’t fucking care