Ultraphobic Warrant

I used to dream in Technicolor
Now it's all gone black and white
I used to have myself a schedule
Now I stay awake all night
I wish I'd seen this coming
But I don't have second sight

I should have found somebody else
Or built a wall around my heart
Spent the money in my wallet
On a ten foot body guard
Maybe then you leaving me
Would not have hit me quite so hard

I wish that I could've turned this around

Been shot down
I'm broken in pieces
All over the ground
Been shot down
I'm totally speechless
Ooh, yeah, I can't make a sound

Now I'm looking for a mirror
To put some stitches in my pride
I got a tattoo of a heart
'cause the real one in me died
You were always very pretty
Not the kind you find inside