The last thing I wanna do right now is read your stupid poetry
Why can't you just tell me what you really wanna say?
You'd clear your conscience, with words so weak and empty
But something in your eyes gave you away

And I've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me
Like a silhouette or a serenade

Is this all you have to say?
This broken boy would hang on every word
You tell me that you need me while I slowly fall apart
You'd heal your heart ache with words so cool and callous
But the absence of your tears gave you away

And I've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me
Like a silhouette or a serenade

And all pretty poems have to end
So I say this before I leave,
"If words are your weapons my dear, I surrender"
Surrender...

Silhouette or a serenade
Heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms, of love are holding me to you...