Small Talk
Who tells a girl “I love you for your brain”?
Cute, funny, and nice seems like all I ever remain
I've spent years thinking one day it will happen to me
but there is no one I'm willing to break down my walls for and just be
I try to talk to everyone and have an open mind
but who knows what anyone's thinking when we all leave our hearts behind
We sling on our backpacks, and fill our days with small talk
And our daily conversations are as impressive as drawings in sidewalk chalk
We fall in love with brick walls and fancy doors
but we fail to admire the painted halls and wood floors
I want someone to hear me when I start talking too much
I need to know that caring is not a crutch
Life is happening every second of every hour
and the places you think you'll never go are wearing a mask styled in a glower
So let the leash on your heart free
and you never know what you may see