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
she is everything to me, the unrequired 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
now, 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
