She seemed dressed and not all of me
Stretched across my shame,
All the torment to the pain
Leaked through and covered me.
I'd do anything to have her to myself,
Just to have her for myself.
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,
She's a myth that I have to believe in,
All I need to make it real is one more reason.
But I won't let this build up inside of me.
I won't let this build up inside of me.
A catch in my throat, choke,
Torn into pieces, I won't. No.