Okay it's over
That's it I'm quitting
Yes I'll deny it
Never wanted this anyway
No it's not over
I'm never stopping
I can't deny it
I've been wanting this all my life
Or I could go back
Be the girl that I was before
It's easy, just admit I don't have the guts
But do I ever
Take things so ligtly?
I am a fighter
Won't surrender all that I've gained;
I think there's a conflict here
The right thing to do's not clear
Beat my brains out trying to get the two sides together 
Then you hit me with the hard facts
Then everything cracks, and that's a bruiseoogy
And then you hit me with the hard facts
Then everything cracks and that's a bruiseology
It's just a simple
Change of direction
Just keep repeating "Wasn't really me all along"
Over my shoulder
A fading figure
Someone who's different by a hundered-eighty degrees
Pretends it's never 
happened I'd better
Practise my crawling back with my tail 'tween my legs
Or is there somewhere
In this contradiction
Some place where these two sides can meet?
I think there's a conflict here
The right thing to do's not clear
Beat my brains out
Trying to get the two sides together
And then you hit me with the hard facts
And everything cracks and that's a bruiseology
And then you hit me with the hard facts
Then everything cracks and that's a bruiseology(gee-gee-gee-gee-gee-gee-gee)
Okay it's over
No it's not over
I can always go back
But will I ever?
That's it I'm quitting
I'm never stopping
Be the girl that I was
Take things so lightly
I can't deny it I've been wanting this all my life
And then you hit me with the hard facts
Then everything cracks and that's a bruiseology
And then you hit me with the...
(REPEAT CHORUS AND FADE)