Anecdoche

It's not okay What's with the chatter My God The things we say They never matter At all And though I try To talk about you and I You always change it to goodbye So forget the banter We've never even fought Oh no All of these chances And still You put a stop Oh ah oh And though I like you You don't give me a lot Oh no You say we're dating But I think you forgot It's anecdoche talking But the lord willing I don't want to be questioning my own rhythm But I'll probably be sitting at my home Staring at my phone Just so you can throw a bone It's anecdoche talking But the lord willing I don't want to be questioning my own rhythm But I'll probably be sitting at my home Staring at my phone Just so you can throw a bone And tell me what You wouldn't say to your friends I don't know why You feel the need to defend Why do you hide The truth like it's a lie And hangup as I start to pry So forget the banter We've never even fought Oh no All of these chances and still You put a stop Oh ah oh And though I like you You don't give me a lot Oh no You say we're dating But I think you forgot It's anecdoche talking But the lord willing I don't want to be questioning my own rhythm But I'll probably be sitting at my home Staring at my phone Just so you can throw a bone It's anecdoche talking But the lord willing I don't want to be questioning my own rhythm But I'll probably be sitting at my home Staring at my phone Just so you can throw a bone