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 just 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 just 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 in silence 

No more "I love you's" 

Changes are shifting outside the word 

Outside the word