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