You don't have to say a word Love is terrifying And anymore The babble we hold has been getting old What's the use in lying? Do we like the way it hurts When we're alone, hiding? All on our way to another place Living this way what's the use in dying? Ahhh... You don't have to say a word You can pacify me another way The tongue is for taste No need to waste it, what's the use in speaking? Ooh, I've got too much to say But you won't understand me anyway And, anyway, it's better this way Huh? Nothing. No reason... Ahhh...