You write your sorrows in your drone machines I cant read beyond your eyes to what you mean You can tell me anything you'd like Oh i need to know the tessellation of your lie You fight the horrors in your rolling dreams I cant seep into your dark soliloquy Two fantasy lovers laud each other Oh i used to yearn to burn your body like no other I was your worst regret I came in silhouettes I was your worst regret Im made of silhouettes Tonight or tomorrow I can read your empathy though unbeknownst to me You forget i know those anxient eyes You know its like their televised I write my sorrows over and overnight And i dont care to know your alibi I was your worst regret I came in silhouettes I was your worst regret Im made of silhouettes