Conversation Conversation

Conversation, conversation
All I wanted was a conversation
Conversation, conversation
All I wanted was a conversation

'Cause
Well I remember her name
When I met her that sad day
Screw the time, forget the place
I just won't forget that face
But I fear I shied away
Because I couldn't conversate
Conversate? Is that a word?
Can we get that dictionary out here?

In my mind my words they fly
But in real life well who am I
Conversation, conversation
All I wanted was a conversation
Conversation, conversation
All I wanted was a conversation

All I want is to know more
About that great big life of yours
But not to hear some awful news
Your brother's dead, your dad's divorced (Ouch)
So I'll talk about my shoes
And how these chairs are metaphors
Chairs? Wait what- Metaphors?

In my mind my words they fly
But in real life well who am I
Conversation, conversation
And the conversation, and the conversation
Straight up conversation about conversation
And the conversation and the conversation 'cause

No I didn't want to flirt
Didn't want you to feel hurt
Bringing up a past love life
Maybe it's just gotten worse
Don't know why I ramble on
I swear I'm still an introvert

In my mind my words they fly
But in real life well who am I
Conversation, conversation
All I wanted was a conversation
Yeah the conversation, and the... heh... conversate

No I'm not falling in love
But I'll admit that I'm impressed
The way you handle all that stress
Compared to me, who's such a mess
Maybe the yellow that you wear
Covers up the fact that you're depressed
I thought I tried to act my best
But I guess

I'll reflect on this pain
Maybe I'm the one to blame
I just wanted something real
To come out of this cluttered brain
'Cause I forget a lot of things
But I remember her name

In my mind my words they fly
But in real life well who am I



Credits
Writer(s): Bryce Kibbe
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