Talk About Lyrics

The bag's under the desk

It hasn't moved in a year or so

The doors are meaningless

When they never get much use at all

Where's the point in getting dressed

When time is just a face on the wall

Please let me know if you're doing fine

Cuz we can talk about it

Please don't let it live inside your mind

Cuz we can talk about it

Please don't let it sit and grow in time

Cuz we can talk about it

God, I hope you're here in a years time

So we can talk about it