Analysis of Deja vu

I was in a nightmare.
 Calling out your name in despair.
Listening to my own noise,
And whispering, I can hear your voice.

Little things give déjà vu.
Your smile that kills me too.
 I'm so scared to your silhouette.
Asking why you have left?

I was looking at the sky,
but feeling insane, how to lie?
Clever enough to choose a man,
but dull to give a damn!

I want your eyes to speak.
Tell me! I'm so sick!
Our Car rides to Malibu,
Always getting me déjà vu.