Why all this small talk?
What about a true conversation, like we used to have?
This all sucks, it must for you too.
I miss really talking to you.
Why'd it come to an end?
Small talk
It fills the silent spaces
I wish there was more
More substance, more of you
Instead of this meaningless
Worthless small talk
I don't wanna talk about the weather
Or your grades or your family
Let's talk with more substance
Like we used to, before it ended
Why'd it come to an end?
We had it going, but then it all fell through
No more of me and you
Now we have to work to get back the way it was
And that'll take a while
But no more...
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