Superman / creep

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
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 naive
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 a 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