This silence is violence, a non-aggressive science
Of tie-lips and sighing and ways of justifying
Our actions so clearly for someone we love dearly
I wish you'd just hurt me so we could all move on
Feed me, oh, I'll stab you while I'm sleeping sound
Cause I have found that you, oh, have this awful way
Of poisoning my senses when you don't respond to me
This silence is violence, a non-aggressive science
Of tie-lips and sighing and ways of justifying
Our actions so clearly for someone we love dearly
I wish you'd just hurt me so we could all move on
Why speak, oh, when you never listen
So much, oh, for idle supervision
I know, oh, the power that I have
But I'm only using, oh, super-rich pastures
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This silence is violence, a non-aggressive science
Of tie-lips and sighing and ways of justifying
Our actions so clearly for someone we love dearly
I wish you'd just hurt me so we could all move on
God, she is beautiful when she is mad
I'm quite aroused but I can't show my
And I just pretend to text on my phone
But inside my blood starts to boil
Shoot me, oh, poison my martini
Throw out my vintage friend of telling
Then I may get some sleep
If you would just punch this cheek
Okay
This silence is violence, a non-aggressive science
Is violence, a non-aggressive science
Of talents, and sighing, and ways of justifying
Our actions, so clearly, to someone we love dearly
I wish you'd just let me, so we could all move on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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