I used 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

home whistling buttonhole

tunes to make me cry)

No more "I love you's"

The 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 have demons

in my room at night

Desire, despair, desire...

SOOO MANY MONSTERS!

Oh but now...

(I don't find myself bouncing

home 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 is leaving me in silence

No more "I love you's"

Changes are shifting outside the word

(They were being really crazy

They were on the come.

And you know what mummy?

Everybody was being really crazy.

Uh huh. The monsters are crazy.

There are monsters outside.)

No 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

Outside the word

No more "I love you's"

The language is leaving me

No more "I love you's"

The language is leaving me

No more "I love you's"

Changes are shifting outside the word

Outside the word