| The words you say:they break me | |
| Conversation takes me to a new low | |
| Can't cope - hide me, false hope - remind me | |
| Say no more, for your words: | |
| They cut me like knives | |
| If there's virtue in silence, say no more | |
| For you melt my heart like ice | |
| With your verbal violence | |
| Spiteful words echo inside me | |
| The flame that once burned has turned cold | |
| No doubt - debated, found out - hate it | |
| Say no more, for your words: | |
| They cut me like knives | |
| If there's virtue in silence, say no more | |
| For you melt my heart like ice | |
| With your verbal violence | |
| You speak, your tongue, a blade unsheathed | |
| Each phrase cuts a bit too deep | |
| Say no more, for your words: | |
| They cut me like knives | |
| If there's virtue in silence, say no more | |
| For you melt my heart like ice | |
| With your verbal violence | |
| Say no more, for your words: | |
| They cut me like knives | |
| If there's mercy in silence, say no more | |
| For you melt my heart like ice |