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I talk to the walls and then I talk to God
Yeah, I talk it through
No, you're not in the room
But sometimes darling I even talk to you

Wish I didn't care nearly as much as I do
Wanna never give a fuck like people that I look up to
But I'd like to think that they maybe give a damn
Otherwise, they wouldn't make art that I understand
Otherwise, they wouldn't do shit that makes me a fan

I don't wanna cry over spilled milk
It's not like I can drink it now
I don't wanna try for your help
Your love or your approval
It's not useful...

If it's not free
If it's not free
If it's not free
If it's not free

I look at the stars and I look through the dark
Yeah, I look at you
No, I don't mean to sit alone on a Friday and look so blue

Wish I didn't cry nearly as much as I do
Be a hard motherfucker like the people that I look up to
But I'd like to think that they sometimes feel this bad
Otherwise, they wouldn't make art that I understand
Otherwise, they wouldn't do shit that makes me a fan

I don't wanna cry over spilled milk
It's not like I can drink it now
I don't wanna try for your help
Your love or your approval
It's not useful...

If it's not free
If it's not free
If it's not free
If it's not free

I talk to the walls and I talk to you (free)
I talk to the walls and I talk to you (free)
I talk to the walls and I talk to you (free)
I talk to the walls and I talk to you



Credits
Writer(s): Nate Donmoyer, James Bookert, Raissa Pedrayes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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