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