We Dont Talk
(If romanti--fuck, start it over)
If romanticism's a trap then I'm just fucked
Cuz my grandmother's got a crucifix and maybe that's the crux
Wish I could call you up like you call my bluffs
Cuz I say I'm good, you say you're good, and I guess that's good enough
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
Pick up the phone, I scream at the bathroom floor
But I don't call cuz you don't call so we don't call like before
If romanticism is a trap then I'm just sprung
Promise me a Jacob's ladder but you jacked a couple rungs
Am I stupid or in love?
Just teenagers whose passions flare off our parents rum
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
Pick up the phone, I scream at the bathroom floor
But I don't call cuz you don't call so we don't call like before
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
Pick up the phone, I scream at the bathroom floor
But I don't call cuz you don't call so we don't call like before
(I like that take)
(Me too)
(Yeah, run it back?)
(Run it back!)
If romanticism's a trap then I'm just fucked
Cuz my grandmother's got a crucifix and maybe that's the crux
Wish I could call you up like you call my bluffs
Cuz I say I'm good, you say you're good, and I guess that's good enough
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
Pick up the phone, I scream at the bathroom floor
But I don't call cuz you don't call so we don't call like before
If romanticism is a trap then I'm just sprung
Promise me a Jacob's ladder but you jacked a couple rungs
Am I stupid or in love?
Just teenagers whose passions flare off our parents rum
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
Pick up the phone, I scream at the bathroom floor
But I don't call cuz you don't call so we don't call like before
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
We don't talk cuz you don't talk so I don't talk
Pick up the phone, I scream at the bathroom floor
But I don't call cuz you don't call so we don't call like before
(I like that take)
(Me too)
(Yeah, run it back?)
(Run it back!)
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Writer(s): Jacob Tate
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