Defaced Part Two (Who Am I This Week?)

I will take a look in the mirror then,
To see what I turned out to be.
I see blond hair, blue eyes, pale skin,
To find out that what I didn't see was me.

It was you and you can't live with yourself,
Much less a carbon-copy inside of me;
It was you because I couldn't live with myself,
Much less inside this sea

Of lies and truths that can't be told,
So I let you make me whatever you are.
Of course I can't always fit your mold,
So I bend and I break, but it never gets me too far.