I to be lunatic from the gracious days I used to be woebegone and so restless nights My aching heart would bleed for you to see Oh but now... (I don't find myself bouncing round whistling fortunes to make me cry) No more \"I love you's\" language is leaving me No more \"I love you's\" Changes are shifting outside the word (The lover speaks about the monsters) I used to demons in my room at night Desire,despair,desire,so many monsters Oh but now... (I don't find myself bouncing round whistling buttonhole tunes to make cry)
more \"I love you's\" The language is leaving me No more \"I love you's\" The language is leaving me in silence No more \"I love you's\" Changes are shifting outside the word
They were really crazy They were on the come. And you know mammy? Everybody was being really crazy. Uh huh. The monsters are crazy. There monsters outsides.
No more \"I love you's\" The language is leaving me No more \"I love you's\" The language is leaving me silence No more \"I love you's\" Changes are shifting outside the word