G#m | B | |
She seemed dressed in all of | me |
G#m | |
Stretched across my s | hame |
B | |
All the torment and the p | ain |
G#m | |
Leaked through and covered me |
B | |
I'd do anything to have her to mys | elf |
G#m | |
Just to have her for my | self |
B | |
Now I don't know what to d | o |
A | |
I don't know what to | do |
B | |
When she makes me s | ad |
G#m | B | |
She is everything to | me |
G#m | |
The unrequited d | ream |
B | |
The song that no one si | ngs |
G#m | |
The unattainable |
B | |
She's a myth that I have to believe in |
G#m | |
All I need to make it real is one more r | eason |
B | |
I don't know what to | do |
A | B | |
I don't know what to | do when she makes me s | ad |
G | F# | Bm | F# | |
But I w | on't let this b | uild up in | side of me |
G | F# | Bm | F# | |
I wo | n't let this b | uild up in | side of me |
G | F# | Bm | F# | |
I wo | n't let this b | uild up in | side of me |
G | F# | Bm | |
I wo | n't let this b | uild up in | side of me |
G | A | F# | Bm |
F# | Bm | |
A c | atch in my t | hroat, choke |
G | F# | Bm | |
Torn into p | ieces, I w | on't. No. |
G | F# | |
I d | on't want to | be this but |
G | F# | Bm | F# | |
But I w | on't let this b | uild up in | side of me |
G | F# | Bm | F# | |
I wo | n't let this b | uild up in | side of me |
G | F# | Bm | F# | |
I wo | n't let this b | uild up in | side of me |
G | F# | G#m | Bm | |
I wo | n't let this b | uild up i | nside of me |
G#m | Bm | |
Won't let this build up in | side of me |
G#m | Bm | |
She isn't | real |
G#m | Bm | |
I can't make her | real |
G#m | Bm | |
She isn't | real |
G#m | Bm | |
I can't make her | real |
G#m |
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