I've got me in the morning
I've got me in the evening
I'll let you be because I've got me
And all my faults, and flaws, and lies
Are no one's fault but mine
Between self-hatred and self-awareness is a very small, thin line
I can't stop my worry, and my fury of all that I've done wrong
I waste so much time, I mean it
So much time
I've got me in the morning
I've got me in the evening
I'll let you be because I've got me
Why is it so hard to be kind and gentle to myself?
Take the box of self-deprecation, lock it and put it on the shelf
Then wait five days, take that box, throw it in the fire
Maybe one day, oh-yeah
One fine day
I've got me in the morning
I've got me in the evening
I'll let you be because
It's plain to see, oh-yeah
I've got, I've got, I've got me
