"Heartbreak High" lyrics

"Heartbreak High"

Why can't you just let me sleep?
I don't know, I don't know
Locked inside this broken dream
I can't go, I can't go

Body turns into paper, ink stains on my hand
Writing turns to bruises, I can't stand

Living in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
We're dying in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high

Ice blue lips upon my skin
So cold, so cold

Nothing with each other, our lights begin to flame
Sick down to my stomach, we can't change

We're living in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
Dying in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high

Ooh, never gonna take me there
Ooh, never gonna make it there

We're living in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
Dying in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high

We're living in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
Dying in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high

Living in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
(Ooh, never gonna take me there)
Dying in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
(Ooh, never gonna make it there)

Living in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
(Ooh, never gonna take me there)
Dying in a heartbreak high, heartbreak high
(Ooh, never gonna make it there)


Thanks to R xx for adding these lyrics.
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