Don't Say It

Told myself a thousand times not to tell you
And argued a hundred more to stop thinking
Pushed my brain to every outlet I could
And wrapped my heart in new bandages
I sang myself a dozen love songs to think
But all music comes to an end eventually
When the listener hangs onto the words
Repeats them back for hours on end
But for me its more like letters written
From a dried out pen and a torn page
Words without a sound, coming from your eyes