"No more I love you's"

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.

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