Slipknot

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, 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. 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. 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) x4 She isn t real. I can t make her real. She isn t real. I can t make her real.