You're still my bad habit, &I'm still an addict ~

He 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 him to myself

Just to have him for myself

Now I don't know what to do

I don't 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, He'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 he 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 won't let this build up inside of me.

He isn't real. I can't make him real.
He isn't real. I can't make him real.

[He's a myth that I have to believe in.]