I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naïve
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
I'm more than a bird
I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
And it's not easy to be me
Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see
It may sound absurd
But don't be naïve
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed
But won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
And it's not easy to be me
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control,
I want a perfect body,
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice,
When I'm not around,
You're so fucking special,
I wish I was special
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me, inside of me
Inside of me, inside of me
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here
And it's not easy to be me