Here I am, once again nAt the other end of the spectrum nA tug-o-war, my head is sore n'Cause I adore and I fear younnWell I can disagree with myself 'cause sometimes I feel like me and sometimes I feel like somebody else n nOne minute, I'm over itnThen the next minute, I feel the oppositenThen the next minute, I feel the opposite nOf the opposite, of feeling over itn