Maybe I'm weak, maybe I'm broken, maybe I'm shameless, faithless, drenched, and chokin'. Maybe I'm you, maybe I'm me, but hey, it's what I'm meant to be. Maybe I'm here, maybe I'm there maybe I'm drippin' my blood everywhere. Maybe I'm shameful, playful, sinful, but baby it's who I am. Maybe I can't let go, can't erase my past. Does that make me wrong to know that my future is so much better. Without you 'round, I can be myself, and here's myself for the world to know. Maybe I'm bitter, resenting, and seething. Maybe I'm cruel, calculating and just plain mean, but baby it's me. I'm in love again, and maybe this happiness is killin' me. Or maybe I just feel like I'm dyin' because I never felt this way with you. He is my sun that lights my sky. Maybe I'm the moon, and the stars are all my guides. Maybe I'm the wind, filled with mystery. Maybe I'm the god damned curse that lays upon your hand. Maybe I'm the one, to finally drive you to the brink, and baby, maybe, I liked it. Maybe I'm the sadist, maybe I'm the killer, but love, I like to think, it's all that I can offer. Maybe I'm the one, who'll rip out all your heart, then, without a thought, I'll douse out your life, and take it for my own. Maybe I'm the death bringer, maybe I'm the life giver, maybe what I am, you'll never know. But I can tell you one thing, and this isn't a maybe, he knows what I am. He knows who I am.
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