Testo Lost Art Of Conversation

And I live for that plan
But it's not me
And you know that it's changed
I like talking to you more
I wanna talk to you more
And I live for that plan
But it's not me
I wanna talk to you more And you know that it's changed
I like talking to you more

4 a.m
Off with the fairies, your carriage is a pumpkin
Tryna find a cab
Or your wallet or some words, you just wanna say something
Say something to try and clear the air
Like "we ain't fucking tonight" on some dumb shit
But we agree to break our rules
No one stops us so we run with it
Run with it until you're out of breath
And you're struggling to talk but there's no words left
And I'm watching your chest
As it rises and falls as you're sleeping in your bed And I lie there waitin'
For sunrise so I can creep quiet out your door
You wake up alone and hear me on the phone
Out the front with the girl I wanna speak to more

I wanna talk to you more
I wanna talk to you more
I wanna talk to you more

Hey. Ayy, what are you doing? Yeah, I'm just getting up as well. [?] I can be there in like 15, 20. All right, bye. Bye, b—bye, bye, bye.