Who Have I Become?

Sometimes I hate myself for loving you...

And my dreams are just dramatic versions of

My real life.

And life is short, but so am I.

What does it matter anyway?

Just a small price that I pay to feel the same way every single day...

Every single day...

I want to be somebody else.

Sick of myself and how I feel.

Don't recognize who I see in the morning.

Used to be so clear.

And now I'm waking up to strangers with their shadows on my face.

So quickly I remember what it felt like to be in this place...

To be in this place...

The day is done and he has won

again I'm running from the one

I love, but I don't know

if its true.

Do I love you?

The day is done and he has won

again I'm running from the one

I love, but I don't know

if its true.

Who have I become?

Who have I become?

Who have I become?

And now I'm tired

Oh so tired of this story being told.

When did I wake up and

Suddenly my soul has grown so old?

You're never wrong.

You're never right.

It's never told in black and white.

To my surprise

I realize

That I am always on the run...

Always on the run...

The day is done and he has won

again I'm running from the one

I love, but I don't know

if its true.

Do I love you?

The day is done and he has won

again I'm running from the one

I love, but I don't know

if its true.

Who have I become?

Who have I become?

Who have I become?

It's always coming up so wrong.

And I am always on the run.

It's always coming up so wrong.

And I am always on the run...

The day is done and he has won

again I'm running from the one

I love, but I don't know

if its true.

Do I love you?

The day is done and he has won

again I'm running from the one

I love, but I don't know

if its true.

Who have I become?

Who have I become?

Who have I become?

Who have I become?

Who have I become? (Who have I become?)

Who have I become? (Who have I become?)