You know

You know,

I got so used to singing for you

Your agonizing cry for silence

Took me by surprise.

But what more could you want?

I love you

I love you

I sang it with such grace.

But

You don't want it anymore?

What do you want then?

I hate you

I hate you?

I will make it sound beautiful for you.

Perhaps it's the lyrics you're tired of

And not m-

It's me?

No no,

This simply can't be.

Maybe I will reward you

With silence.

Maybe you'll like it then.

You always made silence

So beautiful.

I can't remember the last time

I heard you sing.