Me, Myself, And I
Me, myself, and I
The only people
Who've walked my shoes
And lived my life
They were there
Every step of the way
When I fell, they fell
When I laughed, they laugh
So in the end, when I said to myself
"We're alright?"
I was asking a best friend
Don't worry
They aren't imaginary friends
I'm to old for that
Rather they're me, myself, and I
Old, old friends
Been there since the day I was born
And until the day that I die
I like them, they like me (most of the time)
We usually agree
I don't have to sensor my words
Think them through
Because they'll understand
There's no room for misinterpretation
No language barrier, no separate lives
Between me, myself, and I
There might be a few lies
A few truths
And a lot of confusion
But we're friends
And friends stick together