He seems 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 him to myself, just to have him to myself
Now I dont know what to do,
dont know what to do... when he makes me sad...
He is everything to me, the unrequited dream,
a song that no-one sings, the unattainable...
Hes a myth that i have to believe in,
all i need to make it real is one more reason,
But i wont let this build up inside of me...
i wont let this build up inside of me...
I catch in my throat, choke,
torn into pieces, i wont,
no... i dont wanna be this...
But i wont let this build up inside of me...
i wont let this build up inside of me...
He isn't real!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i cant make him real!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
