Loud To Death

You tell me i am loud So much so i could restart the pulse of the dead So what if i am ? I am what is says on the tin Would you rather me dead ? What if i was only a voice in your head ? Dangling your heart on a thread Because God wasn't willing to share Would you be willing to put up with me then ? And stare at me back like the very first time that we met So you tell me i am loud And it passes right over my head As currently i listen to you as you do to i With a microwave burning a hole in our laps In fits and pieces over the din of our black and white television set Till i can't even remember the last time it took me more than a minute to make up our bed Or you made me feel anything at all Let's call this what it is Two lonely people who happend to fall in love Once upon a time For all the wrong reasons And now blame each other for it