Movie - The Great Lost Art Of Conversation lyrics

I must be blind I can't see why We can't work this out It gets so tangled When we try to talk and sort it out There's people dying for what they believe And I can't even choose should I stay or leave And we're supposed to be in love And the great lost art of conversation Is lost on this man tonight And the late crossed heart of good intention Is forgotten in the heat of the fight We count the scars to see who won You wear them on your heart It feels so strange you feel so numb I thought I'd fall apart I'll take my leave You take your lace Let's leave it now with some semblance of grace No point in trying to talk anymore And the great lost art of conversation Is lost on this man tonight And the late crossed heart of good intention Is forgotten in the heat of the fight And know I won't keep holding on I'm not that strong End it, it's time we both moved on No point in trying to talk anymore And the great lost art of conversation Is forgotten in the heat of the fight And the late crossed heart of good intention Is lost on this man tonight