"Love is loud, love is violent, love is calm, love is quiet,
feel the buzz, feel the fuzz, feel the never-ending riot
that is living in your head even though you're good as dead
to him. I know that you feel empty, you feel nothing but regret,
and I know you want to scream his name since love has turned you silent,
but it's no use now, my dear, my dear, not now you're good as dead."
