She seemed dressed in all of me,
stretched across my shame,
all the torment and the [color:ce1e=orange ! important][color:ce1e=orange ! important]pain,
leeked through and covered me,
I'd do anything ever 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
(ooooooooh)
She is everything to me,
The unrequited dream,
The 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
(oooooooooh)
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 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,
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)
I won't let this build up inside of me, [ Repeat]
(Won't let this build up inside of me) [ /1 Time]
I won't let this build up - inside of me,
(of me!),
(Won't let this build up inside of me) [Starts in the middle of "me", echoes, repeats 2X, then continues throught the following]
She~ isn't real
I can't make her real
she~ isn't real
I can't make her real
