Stop Talking - Miya Folick

I generally don’t like to talk about

The idiosyncrasies of an obvious fool

It’s clear to me he’s not worth your energy

Let’s break it down, he’s just not very nice to you

I find myself floating away

Outside of space and time

I’m sorry I don’t mean to be rude

But I think I’m losing my mind

Stop talking about that boy

Stop talking about that boy

Stop talking about that boy

Stop talking about the boy

Alright, okay, I must admit

I’ve talked off my share of ears

On the subject at hand

Sound like a pathetic parrot repeating

«Polly wanna cracker» 'til it eats

So many crackers that it’s dead

I like to see you happy

And I much enjoy your brain

The way you think is so unique

But he’s taking all the real estate

Stop talking about that boy

Stop talking about that boy

Stop talking about that boy

Stop talking about the boy

You have to make a choice

Don’t be an accidental voice

We have to speak with grace

We will become the words we say

Hey, hey, we will become the words we say

Hey, hey, we will become the words we say

Stop talking about that-

Stop talking about that boy, boy, boy

Talking about that boy, boy, boy

Stop talking about that boy, boy, boy

Stop talking about-