Oh! I don't really know.
a chorus of answers to a simple question
you know I wonder about myself right now
about sanity and all that...

how dull for me to be alone
I have other ideas...

the tenants inside of me all fight for a voice
the first me hopes to fit in
the first me always begins
number two is coming through
I don't know how she came in

she's cruel, you know

oh, how dull is your glazed stare
why look at me?
I'm only laughing at you

number three doesn't care
number three is always there
an empty smile is usually what I show
that occupies my space

while numbers one and two fight for peace within