Talk (feat. Curtis Smith & Gray Hawken)

Baby, we can talk about his

Baby, you can take me to the place where we exist

Maybe you can take me through this house that I miss

Ghetto, fuck you, I'm sick of writin' songs like this

Baby, I've been sittin' for a minute on it

Sittin' for a minute, I'll admit that I've been sleepin' on it

Losin' sleep because it's just the way it had to be

So maybe we should talk about it

Baby, we will see, oh

Talk about this, yeah

Don't think you're ready

We should

Talk about this, yeah

Maybe we should

Talk about it

Got these recycled thoughts of having feelings lost

I've been ashamed of everything I did to you before

Stuck in the matrix of these broken conversations

I've been holding back my words

And you've been holding onto distant, distant memories

Everything that we could be

Close my eyes, I'm falling back to sleep

A place where I can dream

I stood till dawn, we lovin' now

So what the fuck you runnin' from?

Talk about this, yeah

Don't think you're ready

We should

Talk about this, yeah

Maybe we should

You keep goin'

Maybe we can

Talk about it

You keep goin'

Go ahead and talk about it

Baby, we could talk about it

Talk about it

Talk about it

Go ahead and talk about it

Baby, we could talk about it

Talk about it

Talk about it

Go ahead and talk about it

Baby, we could talk about it

Talk about it

Talk about it

Go ahead and talk about it

Baby, we could talk about it