Lyrics

God I'm such a creep I'm having so much fun breaking up It's getting kinda wicked (wicked, 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 (creep, 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 losing 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 phone book And there's a lot of numbers to dial I'm just your worst freakin' nightmare girlfriend I am such a creep (creep, 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 (aww) God I'm such a creep (And I can't help it, help it...) God I'm such a creep I'm having so much fun breaking up I'm 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 kind 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 boy just had to go God I'm such a creep
Writer(s): Alexander Kronlund, Per Aldeheim, Martin Sandberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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