Written by：Jay Reatard

I got news for you
You're just not anyone
You're just another person to me

An enemy I see you out on the streets
You're just another person all you see

I close my eyes I drift away
Into a place so far away
Away from you away from me
It ain't here it ain't there
It don't exist outside my dreams

Sometimes when I sit and think

You give me the creeps

Sometimes when I sit and think

You give me me the creeps

Sometimes when I sit and think

You give me me the creeps

Sometimes when I sit and think

Oh help me oh help me this isn't really happening
I got news for you you're just not anyone
You're just another person to me

An enemy I see you out on the streets
You're just another person all you see

I close my eyes I drift away
Into a place so far away

Away from you away from me
It ain't here it ain't there
It don't exist outside my dreams
Sometimes when I sit and think

You give me me the creeps

Sometimes when I sit and think

You give me me the creeps

Sometimes when I sit and think

You give me me the creeps

Sometimes when I sit and think
Oh help me oh help me this isn't really happening