Jenny Owen Youngs No More Words
now there's nothing left to say
i don't listen anyway
words just clutter up my head
all things, better left unsaid
no more words
means no more hurt
no more final answers
no more words
means no more hurt
no more final answers
you came to melt the noise away
safe now, to open up my mouth
stay, hold me down
mold my body to the ground
and i'll make every sound
for you
now there's nothing left in me
(i lost the words i had before)
hollow with what i couldn't keep
(pull all the windows, shut the door)
sounds strip definitions dry
(go back to sleep, do not disturb)
can't trust things to stay the same
(wake up and put the books away)
no more words
(you love the things you say)
means no more hurt
(can't let it anyway)
no more final answers
no more words
(so lucky to find time)
means no more hurt
(and rumors will be gone)
no more final answers
you came to melt the noise away
safe now, to open up my mouth
stay, hold me down
mold my body to the ground
and i'll make every sound
typewriters and masking tape
should of known you'd find a way
i'm in the business of loving you
'til you choke, you choke
it wont make a difference
if you do, or if you don't
typewriters and masking tape
(i'm in the business of loving you 'till you choke, you choke)
should of known you'd find a way
(it won't make a difference if you do, or if you don't, you don't)
(x's 2)
