| I know the way it goes
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| It follows and it’s slow
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| And every day I show
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| I’m not the one I know
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| Then it hits rewind
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| And the mirror’s not so kind
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| And I’m never feeling fine
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| Feeling fine
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| Each day I force a smile
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| I vow to walk ten miles
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| Throw that promise in a pile
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| The rest are neatly filed
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| And I can’t turn away
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| When I’m looking at my face
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| Everything has changed
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| Uglier than before
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| Am I the same?
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| Am I satisfied?
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| Am I the one to blame for me and what is mine?
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| Am I the same?
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| Am I satisfied?
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| Am I th one to blame for me and what is min?
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| Am I the same?
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| Am I satisfied?
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| Am I the one to blame for me and what is mine?
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| Everyone’s accepted me except myself
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| I’m the only one refusing help
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| Everyone’s accepted me except myself
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| I’m the only one refusing help
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| Am I to blame?
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| Am I to blame?
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| Am I to blame?
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| Am I to blame? |