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 
Or fortunes to make me cry
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me
No more "I love you's"
The 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 
Or fortunes to make me cry
No more "I love you's"
Language is leaving me
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me 
In silence
No more "I love you's"
The changes are shifting
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"
The changes are shifting 
Outside the word
Outside the word
No more "I love you's"
The language is leaving me
Outside the word
Outside the word