Who's the person I'm waking up with today,
another monster, a beast or just a marionette?
To whom does this face belong, what does it suggest?
Is it sorry, happy or expressing regret?



I guess I never felt this good
but then again I've never felt really good before
I guess I try to smile
but it burns, hurts and destroys my very core.



Then again it maybe ain't so damn good,
maybe an illusion of happy endings
on this featherweight cushion of lonely person
with a smell of bad eggs and rotten feelings.



So I get up and ask myself
"Who's the person I'm waking up with today?"
For every day I'm a new person they say,
just who am I today?