So here I am, or what's left of me And "sorrys" can't redeem what I could be Regret? Not yet Resent? No, I'm just stuck with my reflection Hands too harsh to hold the fragileness of you "Love" and "harm", I think we got the both confused It was "he said, she said" Please just regress, reassess Who have I become? It was "he said, she said" Please just regress, reassess Who have I become? Who am I? Who am I? Do you still see any "good" in all my ugly? Can I turn it around with thеir pain on my hands And my guilt wears the the crown? Can I turn it around? It was "hе said, she said" Please just regress, reassess Who have I become? It was "he said, she said" Please just regress, reassess Who have I become? Who am I? Who am I? Now most days I can't look at my own face So"how do you love when it's you you hate?" Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?