Thereâs a guy running around townTearing all our dreams downHeâs swearing up a storm thatâs watering our doubtsSome guy, running around townWith his face locked in a frownSeems hauntingly familiar to me now.âCause he looks a lot like meHe looks a lot like meA lot like meIâm sure he does.And he looks a lot like meHe looks a lot like me.A lot like me but heâs not me.He claims to be IBaby thatâs a big lie.âCause Iâve been right by your sideSince he arrivedMust be some kind of illusion I swearThat bastard disappears into the air.CHORUSHe may have broke your heartHe may have made you cryBut rest assured my dearThat it was he not IThat made you suffer this way.I didnât mean to yell at youI didnât mean to be so cruelI really didnât mean to beA split personalityBut now I think heâs gone awayAnd Iâm hoping you will stayI donât think weâll meet againâtill heâs had another bad dayIâve had another bad dayWeâve had another bad day.A lot like me but heâs not me.He looks a lot like meHe looks a lot like meA lot like me but heâs not me.Not like me. Not like me.A lot like me but heâs not me.