The charming whispers in my head
They say I fall for her
But am I the only one who hears the undertone
...And it's plain to see that I move on
I think I [bad word] to luck
But am I the only one who fears this could be wrong

And see her hair
It's way too brown
She can't be real
See her view like a charm
As it's supposed to be
All I know and all I see
And all she makes me believe
She's a myth, she's a myth
Though she has to be

And every step is hard to bear
I pay so dearly for this
Or is it only me who's breathing heavily
I feel it burning in my eyes
My hands begin to shake
Is this the end of me
My head says look and see

And see her hair
It's way too brown
She can't be real
See her view like a charm
As it's supposed to be
All I know and all I see
And all she makes me believe
She's a myth, she's a myth
Though she has to be
She has to be
She has to be