If we try and make me whole again
I might miss the pain of sinking end
I saw your face in faded memories
Obscured by what I think I need to be
It’s such a silly, hopeless, little dream
Still I keep on searching for what it means
But I’m burning out
And I’m building doubt for you
With your useless clout
I’m losing out, it’s true
I’m suffering from déjà you
Find yourself a simple truth to tell
I think you’re lying and you might as well
Visions flashing in from out of time
But I’m unsure if they’re yours or mine
It’s such a silly, hopeless, little dream
Following the thread but lose the seam
Still I’m burning out
And I’m building doubt for you
I’ve got to figure out
Just what I’m gonna do
I’m suffering from déjà you
I’m losing out, it’s true
I’m suffering from déjà you