[Verse]
When the sky falls, where we left at
'Cause our hands empty, our hearts numb and we felt trapped
And I felt you, touched deep, fuck me
If I said I loved you, hug me, but don't trust me
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Fall in love, come for me
Chase me when I'm gone
Miss my silhouette
My Cinderella burned us into when she choked up on regret, burn
Let it burn, this is nothing but a story
The world around me breaking, these vague feelings are boring
I'm empty, these bottles gettin' warm and-
Pour 'em out in cups and then down 'em just to lose focus
Work that pyramid, girl, drop it to the floor
[?] them [?] in the sky, break-break-break when it hit the floor
Tell-tell-tell me all of yo' secrets, from the basics to yo' weakness
To the weekend when you was postin' with yo' friends and you was drinkin'
And you texted me, you miss me and all that
Girl, you just [fainted/faded?], fucked my new girl, all that
Bittersweet that feeling, fuck yo' 'pologies, them love rants
Hands up for them girls that said, "Fuck me and crawl back"
Don't fuck with me, love is love so come for me
Whether I love it or it's nothin', it's a part of me
Pardon me, mind my French
Tongue kiss, eyes closed, tell me what's next
Love the way you bite yo' lip
When I'm on yo' neck
Let you [?] down, let it fall down, when it fall down, when we all down
When we all drown, when we all drown
Let it all drown
I drown
Let me go
Write the beat by myself
Love gone, love gone, heart stay shelved
[?] love a, never been a sucka
Feelings catch feelings, keep it [?] mothafucka'
[?] and she suffer, let her suffer
Let her suffer, and she suffer
Don't love me, don't trust me
Matter fact, bitch, don't feel nothin'
Don't feel nothin'
I'm on the way
Mane
Small Talk was written by Jean Dawson.