The Fine Art Of Small Talk

There’s a charming smile here
That you asked for.
But i hope you know this hurts
Every part of my face.

Just like every other time,
You’ll pick it up & kiss it to death
Because, darling, that’s just you.

Just like the rest, this night will run:
“one more drink and my last cigarette,
And i’m anyone’s.
If anyone will take me home.”
You’re not as dark as you think you are.
You’ve made yourself up to sleep round on dirty floors.

Here starts the small talk for each awkward moment we have to pass.
There’s safety in numbers;
you’ve proved that more or less.

Well i’ll make small talk when necessary.
You came alone again, naturally.
Small talk when necessary because we won’t talk like this again.