She seemed dressed in all of me
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I`d do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
Now I don`t know what to do,
I don`t know what to do
When she makes me sad.

She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
A song that no one sings,
The unattainable.
She`s a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.

I don`t know what to do,
I don`t know what to do
when she makes me sad.

But I won`t let this build up inside of me.
I won`t let this build up inside of me.
I won`t let this build up inside of me.
I won`t let this build up inside of me.

I catch in my throat
choke
Torn into pieces
I won`t.
No.
I don`t want to be this but

I won`t let this build up inside of me (won`t let this build up inside of me) x4

She isn`t real.
I can`t make her real.
She isn`t real.
I can`t make her real.