You mistake me for someone else Someone you must think a fool How could anyone fall for Someone you believed to be so damn cruel? If I stole that moon for your love Would you then see me a thief? Would you only see my tattered clothes If I crawled through hell to get to you? Now whose skin am I in? And who's in my skin? You have caught me holding the knife That's been dug deep in your back Can't you see that I'm trying to To pull out the blade that someone else has left? Now whose skin am I in? And who's in my skin?