This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
Bits of a broken heart stained from some red wine
Hope in the back of my throat
Some of my deepest fears, scraps of joy, happy tears
I’m a collection of lies
Messy hair, scattered thoughts, too loud in restaurants
Quiet when I let you in
Can’t pin me down, classify, analyse, box me in
I am your fantasy nightmare, your enemy, friend
Take me, take me, or leave me, leave me
But this is me, this is me, this is who I am, I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
This is who I am, this is who I— This is who I am
Nasty as any man, I could be president
I’m tough as the mother you love
Soft when you flatter me, hard when I need to be
I am the air in your blood
Can’t pin me down, classify, analyse, box me in
I am your fantasy nightmare, your enemy, friend
Take me, take me or leave me, leave me
But this is me, this is me, this is who I am, I am
Take me, take me or leave me, leave me
But this is me, this is me, this is who I am, I am