We're Bombing Out Video (MV)

We're bombing out baby
And I thought that maybe
Oh, but it's messing with my brain
It's messing with my brain
I do not feel the same
There's nothing left
No flame

And I know I'm so critical

One reason we're over
I'm not one for getting too close
Well, how about another
Your hands were too clammy to hold
We're bombing out. I know

You don't care about me anymore
You look at me like I shouldn't have been born
You don't care about me anymore
Sometimes it looks like you think I hate you too

And I know I'm so critical

I have feelings of regret
I didn't want it to end

My imagination isn't working
How can I repress all of this hurting?