You say you love the way I talk, the way I breathe Got my name spelled wrong but you still DM me You swear you know me from a photo and a clip But you don’t know a thing past the gloss on my lips Counting every step I take, every place I go Think I owe you something just because you know the show You wave like we’re friends when I don’t look back I smile for the cameras, but I feel that crack You think you’re harmless, think it’s kind But you don’t see the line you cross every time You call it love, you call it fate But it feels like a lock, not an open gate Hey, little creep, don’t say my name You don’t know me, it’s not the same You watch, you wait, you fantasize But I’m not yours behind the lights Hey, little creep, take a step back This isn’t a dream, this isn’t that I shine for the crowd, not for you Don’t confuse my art for something you’re due You like my edge, say I’m “dangerous” Talk real bold when you’re anonymous You think the leather means I’m playing a game But your fixation’s tired, predictable, lame You want a reaction, want me to bite Think you’re special ’cause you stayed up all night I own my body, I own my skin But you don’t get access just for tuning in You blur the line between fan and foe Say “I’d die for you” like that’s cute to know You call me cold when I draw the line But safety isn’t cruelty, it’s mine Hey, little creep, don’t say my name You don’t know me, it’s not the same You watch, you wait, you fantasize But I’m not yours behind the lights Hey, little creep, take a step back This isn’t a dream, this isn’t that I shine for the crowd, not for you Don’t confuse my art for something you’re due I can be sweet, I can be kind But that don’t mean I’m yours to define You see a girl, you build a shrine Then get mad when she’s not designed I don’t owe you mystery I don’t owe you pain I don’t owe you access Just ’cause you know my face Hey, little creep, hear me clear Admire from a distance, not from here Love the song, love the show But you don’t get me, and that’s a no Hey, little creep, fade away I take the stage, you stay in your lane I’m real, I’m free, I’m out of reach That’s the truth, little creep Clap when the curtain falls But don’t follow me down the hall
