Silence is the only
Power left for me to grab
A different kind of lonely
To give up on the love I never had
Second Sunday of May
I know just what I should say
But I cannot pretend
No I cannot pretend
You didn't just reject me
Tried turning everyone against me
That was not in my head
That was not in my head
And so silence is the only
Power left for me to grab
A different kind of lonely
To give up on the love I never had
My therapist told me
She told me to mourn you
As if you were dead
As if you were dead
If I had kept hoping
Waiting for you to love me
You'd have crushed me instead
You'd have crushed me instead
And so silence is the only
Power left for me to grab