I'm becoming less defined, as days go by 
Fading away, well you might say I'm losing focus 
Kinda drifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself 

Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself 
Sometimes, I think I can see right through myself 
Sometimes, I can see right through myself 

Less concerned, about fitting into the world 
Your world that is! 
Cause it doesn't really matter anymore 
(no, it doesn't really matter anymore) 
No, it doesn't really matter anymore 
None of this shit really matters anymore 

Yes, I am alone but then again I always was 
As far back as I can tell, I think maybe it's because 
Because you were never really real to begin with 
I just made you up, to hurt myself 
I just made you up, to hurt myself, yeah 
And I just made you up to hurt myself 
I just made you up to hurt myself, yeah 
And I just made you up to hurt myself 

And it worked 
Yes, it did 

There is no you, there is only me 
There is no you, there is only me 
There is no fucking you, there is only me 
There is no fucking you, there is only me 

Only 
Only 
Only 
Only 

Well, the tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be a scab 
And I had this funny feeling, like I just knew it's something bad 

I just couldn't leave it alone 
I cut off that scab 
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut 
But I climbed through 

Now I'm somewhere I am not supposed to be 
And I can see things I know I really shouldn't see 
And now I know why now, and now I know why 
Things aren't as pretty, on the inside 

There is no you, there is only me 
There is no you, there is only me 
There is no fucking you, there is only me 
There is no fucking you, there is only me 

Only 
Only 
Only 
Only 
Only 
Only 
Only 
Only