No More I Love You's

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,so 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 mammy? Everybody was being really crazy. uh huh. The monsters are crazy. There are monsters outsides. (repeat*) Outside the word