Cold, cold eyes [Am]upon me they stare People all around me and they[C]'re all in fear Th[Dm]ey don't seem to want me but they won't admit Am C-Dm Am (Listen to Recording for Timing) I must be some kind of creature up here having fits [Am]From my party house, I'm afraid to come outside Although I'm filled with love I'm afraid they'[C]ll hurt...