I used to be lunatic from your precious face I used to be woebegone and so restless nights My aching heart would bleed for you to see Oh! But now... (I don't catch myself bouncing home Whistling buttonhole tunes to make me cry) No more "I love you's" A language is leaving me No more "I love you's" A language is leaving me exiled No more "I love you's" Changes are shifting me outside the words (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 catch myself bouncing home Whistling buttonhole tunes to make me cry) No more "I love you's" A language is leaving me No more "I love you's" A language is leaving me exiled No more "I love you's" Changes are shifting me outside the words No more "I love you's" A language is leaving me The Lover Speaks











