Small Talk - Julia Jacklin

Zach Braff, you look just like my dad

Back when I thought I had the best one

Oh, what a life it could have been

Me in the cradle, you on the screen

But you’re too young to be a father to me

You’re too young to be a father to me

Hey, Catherine Deneuve, you look just like my mother used to

When she loved me, oh, when she loved me

Oh, what a life, just you and I

Learning to walk as you read your lines

But you’re too old to be a mother to me

You’re too old to be a mother to me

Surely you’re not saying the TV lied?

I truly believe that they would love me back in real life

Hey, kid at the bar, you know who you are, I’ve been

Starin' you down as I play this out-of-tune guitar, and

Oh, just think what we could be

I swear I’ll dress cooler if you’ll just go home with me

But you’re too young to be a lover to me

(You're too young to be a lover to me)

I’m getting older but I forget sometimes, you see

(You're too young to be a lover to me)

Surely you’re not saying the TV lied?

(You're too young to be a lover to me)

I truly believe that I will have it all in my life

So, don’t you waste my time

Don’t you waste my time

On small talk and cheap wine