I'm becoming less defined
As days go by
Fading away
Well you might say
I'm losing focus
Kinda drifting into the abstract
In terms of how I see myselfSometimes
I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes
I think I can see right through myself
Sometimes
I can see right through myselfLess concerned
About fitting into the world
Your world, that is
'cause it doesn't really matter
Any more
No, it doesn't really matter
Any more
None of this really matters
Any moreYes I am alone
But then again I always was
As far back as I can tell
I think maybe it's because
Because you were never really real
To begin withI just made you up
To hurt myself
I just made you up
To hurt myself
I just made you up
To hurt myself
And it worked
Yes it didThere is no you
There is only me
There is no you
There is only me
There is no fucking you
There is only me
There is no fucking you
There is only meOnly only onlyWell the tiniest little dot caught my eye
And it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling
Like I just knew it's something badI just couldn't leave it alone
I cut off that scab
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut
But I climbed throughNow I'm somewhere
I am not supposed to be
And I can see things I know
I really shouldn't seeAnd now I know why
Now I know why
Things aren't as pretty
On the insideThere is no you
There is only me
There is no you
There is only me
There is no fucking you
There is only me
There is no fucking you
There is only meOnly only only only only only?
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