What could have been, if she didn't choose sin. What could have been, if she was really my friend. I could have granted her every wish. I could have had a ship.

I could have been, who she wants me to be. I could have been, anybody. Cause in the end...

As sweet as sugar, as warm as the sun. A comforting smile, a friend who is fun. These are all things that she could have been, but she clearly wants my tale.

I could have been, who she wants me to be. I could have been, anybody. Cause in the end, I can't be myself.

I can't be myself!

I can't be myself...

So now here I am, with borrowed form, I'll fill my role, just as I should. No point in stalling, cause I'm not real, not a person or a character.

I'm just a mist, something you can't see. I have no face, there is no real me. That is who I am, that is the truth, I am not somebody. I'm truly nobody...

I'm truly nobody...