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