Me, myself and I,
Don't see I to eye.
Me, myself and I,
Don't get along.

Myself: There's three of us on the scene,
And I don't wanna sound mean,
But let me tell you that-
I'm happy without Me!

Me: Myselfs holding me back,
And now I'm on the wrong track,
Because:

I: Finally I'm free!

I: From here on out,
We can do things separately!
Without all the struggle,
And internal strife!
So now that we're separate,
We can do anything!

Myself: Don't let the door hit you-

Me: Have a nice life.

Me: I'm through with Myself,
I'm better of without Him.

Me, Myself and I,
Dont get along.
Without Him.