And who do you think you are?
 [bad word] around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
 [bad word] back for me
Who do you think you are?

I hear you’re asking all around

If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
I’ve learned to live half alive
And now you want me one more time

And who do you think you are?
 [bad word] around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You’re gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
 [bad word] back for me
Who do you think you are?