Jenny Owen Youngs Follow

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)
hollowed of what i couldn't keep
(pull down the window, shut the door)
sounds shift, definitions change
(give in to sleep and long to stay)
can't trust things to stay the same
(wake up and put the books away)

no more words
(you know the things you say)
means no more hurt
(can't matter anyway)
no more final answers
no more words
(so lock your teeth and tongue)
means no more hurt
(and no one's will be done)
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)
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