Talk is cheap

Don't waste your breath on me
Just because I'm quiet
Doesn't mean I'm on a 'no speaking' diet
I chose to listen and you chose to talk
You think you can 'chat me up'
To fill these empty spaces (nobody asked you to)
To make me move from 'reserved' to unreserved (pathetic)
But you know
Talk is cheap
Your trying to get deep with me
But I won't have it
I rather not know you
Than you not knowing too much of me
Because I can see your true colours
Right through you


Always complaining about the city you're living in
That it's not enough here, its never enough
Always wanting more of everything, nothing in your voice is completely satisfied
Can you even hear yourself, whenever you confide?
My silence is louder than the words coming out of your mouth
Me: don't care
Me: give no comment
No comment whatsoever
Your problems, your loss, shut it down
Next time you talk to me
I am a wall
The door is closed
You didn't make the cut
Goodbye