I called a psychic on the phone today 
It's something I rarely do 
But for reasons that I can't explain 
I feel I am splitting in two 
I don't know who I have been 
I'm a stranger in my skin 
I used to be somebody 
Used to be somebody 
Now I am someone else 

I took a look at my reflection 
I didn't recognize myself 
Person in the mirror was a shell 
Hollow on the inside; as empty as a bell 
And I can hear it ringing out for miles around 
Friends say I need help 
But I know I'm not crazy 
I am only someone else 
I feel someone else 
I am someone else 

Used to be somebody 
Used to be somebody 
Now I am someone else 

Used to be somebody 
Used to be somebody 
Now I am someone else