Who do you love? Well, I don't know I don't wanna talk about it (let's talk about it) You sit around in the strangest place (Heaven must be weary) Heaven must be weary

We're gonna crack your little souls (why don't you quiet down?) There are many things to talk about Be constructive There are weapons we can use Be constructive with your blues Even when it's only warnings Even when you talk the war games Oh why don't

What's hatnin', what's hatnin', Like what's hatnin' Don't talk about it, just be about it, Be real with me, ain't no other option, No other option, no other option I pull up and then I hop out, We on a roll, we 'bout to go, uh Ah what's hatnin' (what's

(Don't talk to me) Don't talk to me about being alone They come and they come and they come and they come I accepted with a gentle tongue (Talk to me) He's got his work and she comes easy They each come around when the other is gone Me, I think I got

Don't put me out I won't talk about lovin' you Cause I'm gonna be about lovin' you How could I have stooped so low (How could I have stooped so low) Baby now I realize All of those times I told you I loved you I just didn't show it

(Hands yeah yeah yeah) You say you're better with Come on lay your hands, your hands on me In the dark silence so loud You only gotta lay your hands on me We don't have to talk 'cause talk is cheap I've been thinking about it I've been thinking all night

Please, don't talk about me when I'm gone We're parting--you go your way, I'll go mine It's best that we do Here's a kiss; I hope that this brings lots of luck to you Oh, honey, though our friendship ceases from now on And, listen, if you can't say

Everybody's talking about heaven like they just can't wait to go Saying how it's gonna be so good, so beautiful Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain't convinced 'Cause, I don't know how, I don't know how heaven, heaven Could be better than this

And I want you We can bring it on the floor You’ve never danced like this before We don’t talk about it Dancin' on do the boogie all night long Stoned in paradise, shouldn’t talk about it I want you by my side So that I never feel alone again Shouldn’t

All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry? It's been cold for years, won't you let it lie? I don't wanna hear you talk about it anymore We were young and drinking in the park There was nowhere else to go And you said you always had my back Oh but how