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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 world
I used to have demons in my room at night
Desire, despair, desire, so many monsters
Oh but now
I don't find myself dancing home
Whistling my conscience 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 world
We never talk about the monsters no
We never talk about the monsters no
No more I love you's, the language is leaving me
No more I love you's, the language is leaving me in silence
In silence, in silence...