Unexplainable.

You don't know what you do to me.

Stupid words, they never come out right. I have no idea who you are, what you want, what you expect of me, what you want from me, what you may do to me. I swear I know you. I swear we think alike. We're so different, how could we not combine?

You don't know what you do to me.

You could try and figure it out, I could try and explain it to you. No, wait, I can't. I can't explain anything to you. Oh, God, how I want to. I want to put everything I feel into something. Something to show you just how you make me feel, just what you do to me, how often you do it to me. You won't stop doing it.

You don't know what you do to me.

It aches so much. It aches in places I never knew I had. New areas of my heart and my mind constantly dwell on the things you do to me. A good ache, a bad ache, I don't know, it just aches. It won't go away. It needs you.. It needs you.. Satisfy me, I need you.

You don't know what you do to me.

It's one, giant continuous thought process. Thinking is stupid. Make it stop. But don't, the thoughts are all I have of you. Memories are all I have of you. I have nothing left of you. Don't take those away from me. Come back, let me mean something to you. I'm so lost without you.

You don't know what you do to me.

You've expanded me. You've twisted and turned me. You've brought me out so far, helped me make me. Helped me be me. Helped me find me. I am who I am because of you. Mostly. You've made me see things so differently. Why'd you leave me? Say you'll never leave me.

You don't know what you do to me.

This is insanity. It has to be. Nothing is sane about you. Or maybe you're perfectly sane. I don't know, you don't know, no one knows. Can we find out together?

You don't know what you do to me.

But I'd sure like to show you. So much to show you.. So much to tell you. I want to tell you everything. Is it too much? I know I'm too much. I go too far. Help me. I don't want to keep anything from you, but I'm so afraid, I'll just shove it all back inside so I don't ruin anything else so dear and close to me..

You don't know what you do to me.

I wish you wanted to know, just exactly what you do to me. You do so much by doing so little. Everything you do, it drives me insane. Please want me, please need me, please say you'll be mine forever, even if it's not true. I want it to be true, just for a while. I want you to be mine for a while.

You don't know what you do to me.

Will you ever know what you do to me? Will you ever want to know what you do to me? Do you care? You say you care. You care so much. But not the same way I care. Or maybe you do. Please make up your mind.. No, don't, I'm afraid of your answer. But I can't live without it..

You don't know what you do to me.

It spills from my eyes. It leaks from my heart. I cry out, but no one's ever there. So loving, so giving, so wonderful you are. So alone, so alone, so alone I am.

You don't know what you do to me.

But I want you to find out.