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