Talk To Strangers
I don't know how
To present myself
In every single conversation
I hate the way
I fill the space
Maybe I'm afraid of silence
I wish that I could just keep smiling
But I can't today
So I fill the space
Aidan's in the kitchen
Talking to the guy in the blue sweater
Like she's known him forever
But they only just met
And I still haven't left the corner yet
I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
I'm still figuring out
All the dangers
I'm telling 'em things
I wouldn't tell my mom
All of the things I did
But shouldn't have done
'Cause I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
Everyone else
Except myself
Always make it look so easy
They laugh and cry
I want to die
I guess I never learned to small talk
I can barely keep up with myself
As they laugh and cry
I want to die
(Die, die, die)
I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
I'm still figuring out
All the dangers
I'm telling 'em things
I wouldn't tell my mom
All of the things I did
But shouldn't have done
'Cause I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
Did I say too much?
Or not enough?
Do you think they can tell
I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers?
Did they teach it at school?
And did I miss a day?
'Cause everybody knows what to do
And I can't figure it out
'Cause I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
They laugh and cry
I want to die
To present myself
In every single conversation
I hate the way
I fill the space
Maybe I'm afraid of silence
I wish that I could just keep smiling
But I can't today
So I fill the space
Aidan's in the kitchen
Talking to the guy in the blue sweater
Like she's known him forever
But they only just met
And I still haven't left the corner yet
I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
I'm still figuring out
All the dangers
I'm telling 'em things
I wouldn't tell my mom
All of the things I did
But shouldn't have done
'Cause I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
Everyone else
Except myself
Always make it look so easy
They laugh and cry
I want to die
I guess I never learned to small talk
I can barely keep up with myself
As they laugh and cry
I want to die
(Die, die, die)
I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
I'm still figuring out
All the dangers
I'm telling 'em things
I wouldn't tell my mom
All of the things I did
But shouldn't have done
'Cause I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
Did I say too much?
Or not enough?
Do you think they can tell
I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers?
Did they teach it at school?
And did I miss a day?
'Cause everybody knows what to do
And I can't figure it out
'Cause I'm still figuring out
How to talk to strangers
They laugh and cry
I want to die
Credits
Writer(s): Grant Averill, Annika Rose
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