| I’ll give you misery, 'cause you know what it feels like | 
| I’ll give you happiness, 'cause you want it all to yourself | 
| I’ll give you all of me, it’ll take just a moment | 
| And of our everything, but all you get is what you see | 
| You turned my insides out | 
| You turned my insides out | 
| Yeah, you make me sick, so that you can heal | 
| And I make myself numb so that you can feel | 
| My reflection must be somebody else | 
| 'Cause I don’t recognize myself | 
| I’ll take your loneliness, 'cause I know what it feels like | 
| All your uncertainty, I’ll make into mine | 
| I’ll take your punishment, 'cause I think I deserve it | 
| All your never-ending condescending arguments | 
| Lay me out on your table | 
| Let’s get straight to the heart of this | 
| You turned my insides out | 
| You turned my insides out | 
| Yeah, you make me sick, so that you can heal | 
| And I make myself known so that you can feel | 
| My reflection must be somebody else | 
| 'Cause I don’t recognize myself | 
| You turned my insides out | 
| You turned my insides out | 
| Yeah, you make me sick, so that you can heal | 
| And I make myself known so that you can feel | 
| My reflection must be somebody else | 
| 'Cause I don’t recognize myself | 
| No, I don’t recognize myself | 
| No, I don’t recognize myself |