You like the idea of her
Just the thought of beauty in your mind
But rip away the skin
See a heart that's just
Pumping black blood
You fear all hate and being alone
But hate it when someone
Tells you that you are loved
An insecure sadness locked behind a smile
Potential and beauty stuck under it all
Favorite word's "attention," why do we give in?
The good side of you remains
In my head
You like the idea of her
But rip away the skin
You like the idea of her
But rip away the skin
You like the idea of her
Thoughts of fun that come playing along
Tried to pull me in
I got too close then spit out all alone
You fear all hate and being alone
But hate it when someone
Tells you that you are loved
Insecure
Potential and beauty stuck under it all
But the good side of you remains
In my head
You like the idea of her
But rip away the skin
You like the idea of her
But rip away the skin
♪
I don't know her
You don't know her
I don't know her
You don't know her
Oh, I don't know her
You don't know her
I don't know her
You don't know her
You like the idea of her
Just the thought of beauty in your mind
But rip away the skin
See a heart that's just
Pumping black blood
♪
You like the idea of her
Rip away the skin
I don't know her
You don't know her
I don't know her
You don't know her
I don't know her
You don't know her
I don't know her
You don't know her
Oh, I don't know her
You don't know her
I don't know her
You don't know her
You like the idea of her
But rip away the skin