Talk To Me - Jill Scott

Here you go jacket down

Timbs off

Remote control

And there you go Off into outer space

Distant from me Where do you go Your eyes are closed

I’d like to know

I stop

Sit next to you because you seem so blue and pray nothings wrong

Baby I don’t want to see us burn down and go up in smoke

No, no, no, no, no Talk to me, break it down, spell it out, spell it out for me Talk to me, break it down, spell it out, spell it out for me But when I push

Begins the riff

You take off and there I sit

Alone feeling cold

I become antagonist loud and wrong

Words are thrown

I bitch you moan

So I try another tactic

Ohh, ohhhh, oh Close your eyes

Relax your mind

Cool down

Just recline

We’ve got the time

To let it go Just unwind

I’ll…cool baby

I’ll be quiet

If you like

I’ll put on your favorite song

Sounds nice

Thug passion on ice?

Or a glass of Merlot?

I’ll roll it up If you want

I won’t front

I just need to know

What you know

Talk to me, break it down, spell it out for me baby

Talk to me, break it down, spell it out for me Dee da da Be bim bim Bum bum bum di di bum didi dow…(continues scatting)

Baby I’m getting so frustrated

Aggravated

Because it seems that you’re hiding something from me And that ain’t the way I swing

I’m loving you

But I get confused

And what makes me fear

When your personality is unclear

I make things up in my mind

You’re right next to me But sometimes I feel like you walk away

And you just don’t have a thing to say

But I fear for you

So tell me what cha

Tell me what cha goin through