What say you we talk this over?
Well honey you are in fine shape but out of practice
These simple acts are carried out with circumspect and I am perplexed
Indulge my need of delicate elocution
With some deluded affection
I'm sharp you're trivial at best
Exploiting your edge
So talk yourself down to the gutter
Because this is the answer
The profane ain't profound my dear
The truth is I'm prior to engagement
It's recognition (on the record, off the QT and lush)
It's the same beat in different songs
Tackled to the ground
Drowning in comfort
Suffocating smothered
You say you can see through me but you're not even there