Immune to the medication
A cute little cloud with her face
Casts a shadow that grows

(On me)

Her face soaked in every silhouette I see
Hearts stomped to the ground
I can barely breathe


Can you feel the heat
We came too close
Can\'t back off

Cover my eyes
Bite me
We\'re losing grip

All we once knew
Will slip away

Regret. Regret.. Regret... Forget

I think I\'ll need a heart transplant