@migu music@

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 round whistling

and fortunes 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 so many monsters

Oh but now...

(I don't find myself bouncing round whistling

and fortunes 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 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 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