Lost Art Of Conversation - Joyride, Nina Las Vegas

And I live for that plan

But it’s not me

And you know that it’s changed

I like talking to you more

I wanna talk to you more

And I live for that plan

But it’s not me

I wanna talk to you more

And you know that it’s changed

I like talking to you more

Off with the fairies, your carriage is a pumpkin

Tryna find a cab

Or your wallet or some words, you just wanna say something

Say something to try and clear the air

Like «we ain’t fucking tonight» on some dumb shit

But we agree to break our rules

No one stops us so we run with it

Run with it until you’re out of breath

And you’re struggling to talk but there’s no words left

And I’m watching your chest

As it rises and falls as you’re sleeping in your bed

And I lie there waitin'

For sunrise so I can creep quiet out your door

You wake up alone and hear me on the phone

Out the front with the girl I wanna speak to more

I wanna talk to you more

I wanna talk to you more

I wanna talk to you more

Hey.

Ayy, what are you doing?

Yeah, I’m just getting up as well.

Hello?

What’s going- hello?

All right, I’ll come by in like 15, 20. All right, bye.

Bye, b—bye, bye, bye.