I Don't Exist - Buzzcocks

I wonder if you’ll notice

Exactly how I feel

Maybe if we could spend more time together

Then you’d discover what I try hard to conceal

But you don’t know what I’m talking about

I kinda get so excited

And I break into a sweat

I wish that I could stage the perfect encounter

That I just hope to God, I won’t live to regret

But you don’t know what I’m talking about

'cause to you, I just don’t exist

But you don’t know what I’m talking about

'cause to you, I just don’t exist

But you don’t know what I’m talking about

'cause to you, well, I just don’t exist

But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)

But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)

But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)

But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)

But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)

But you don’t know what I’m talking about (Ooh-ooh)