Creepy Girl - Daddy Issues

I’m a creepy girl

I’m a creepy girl

I’m a creepy girl

And I’m in love with you

I’m in love with you

I’m in love with you

I’m a creepy bitch

I’m a creepy bitch

Can we stay up late?

With Star Wars and sleeping pills?

We can communicate

With all my stuffed animals

When I’m sad I wear a wig

It’s pink and it just fits

The cats don’t judge me for it

Will you?

I’m a creepy girl

I’m a creepy girl

I’m a creepy girl

And I’m in love with you

I’m in love with you

I’m in love with you

I wanna taste your lips

Give you my sickness

I wanna name our kids

Nancy and Sid

And I know that we don’t exist

And your girlfriend is pissed

I have all your band’s shit

You should call the cops

You should call the cops

You should call the cops

Cause I’m a creepy girl

I don’t know what I’ll do

If I’m in love with you

I’m a creepy girl

I’m a creepy girl

I’m a creepy girl

And I’m in love with you

I’m in love with you

I’m in love with you

I’m a creepy bitch

I’m a creepy bitch

And I’m in love with you

I’m a creepy bitch

I’m a creepy bitch

And I’m in love with you