How can I explain all these thoughts of mine?
Is this just what it's like to be a man?
Sometimes I understand myself too well,
Sometimes I don't know who I am

Who am I gonna be? Who am I gonna be?
Your captor or the one to set you free?

Will I be the one to abandon you?
Will I give your childhood away?
Will I clean your wounds and show you that there's good in the world
Or is that what you are gonna do for me?

Who am I gonna be? Who am I gonna be?
Your captor or the one to set you free?

In the room where you watched your best friend die
I wrote our initials on the wall
Sometimes you make me feel like I could change the world
Sometimes you make me feel like there's no hope at all

Who am I gonna be? Who am I gonna be?
Your captor or the one to set you free?

What do I see now when I look at you?
And is it something that I could admit?
Will I be the one to put the price tag on your past
Or just another lonely drunk who's gonna buy it?

Who am I gonna be? Who am I gonna be?
Your captor or the one to set you free?

Who am I gonna be? Who am I gonna be?
Your captor or the one to set you free?