They all look but they don't see
The two separate sides of me
One of them is weak and shy
He is just that kind of guy
The other is the towns' hero
They cheer for him and watch him go
One has love, the other hate
he is almost always late
unless the ghosts attack the town
then he comes and beats them down
the people yell and scream and cheer
then they watch him disappear
but no one knows the truth but me
and my friends, just we three