I'd be lying to myself If i told you that i cared About anything but myself There's only me, myself, and i Living can't always be easy I see only my point of view Why should i care? Nothing exists but me, myself, and i And the never-ending fear Of the day that i will die On the last good thoughts of my life Just be quiet, and don't say a word You're not important enough for me to hear Especially because you are weak Without the hope of an end Life would become unendurable Im not saying this for you to hear Its for me, myself, and i I cannot stop the clock So someday im going to die I'ts a shame the genius will be Wasted Of me, myself, and i