We don't talk about Bruno, but you made him walk away.

He left himself for sure you say, but

I've heard another take. You hide in your storm and close off from the rain, but don't see the
damage in your way.

From Bruno then you turn on me. He whispers if I don't see the fear that red of white I'll be. But
we don't talk about Bruno. We don't talk about Bruno. Maybe sound you heard, but your
silence was deafening. It's decimal, despicable to save yourself from meddling.

Or maybe you're just scared to make it sound at all. Don't stand around the boat or you risk
going all the way. Not the others drown, but your wish will pull them back. A storm and now
the boat's sinking and everyone's going down.

A constant sigh and a hold that you laugh. She's a curse, she's to blame. So quick turn your
back. Well I'm done playing nice. So baby, think twice when you don't talk about Bruno.

No, no, no, no. We don't talk about Bruno. Flowers bloom when you walk in a room. But I see
all the thorns that you hide. Poison rose you might think no one knows, but I see it right
through your disguise.

I suffered all this heartache, I sacrificed for your sake as you ruled and you reigned from above.
Well now my pain is ending, I'm done with this pretending finally free from chasing your love.

Free from your love. Time to bring this family down. Yeah I'm the villain in your very down now.
The sun's rolling out and there's trust in your life. How's it feel to see your family now?

Hard to claim all that I've lost. See you understand what your apathy cost. It's your end of days
and I'll still hear you say. We don't talk about Bruno. No, no, no. Should've talked about Bruno.