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