(I don't wanna talk about it)
(I don't wanna talk about it)
(I don't wanna talk about it)
Headphones and a couple of phone calls
Paper and pen to get my thoughts out
You say "it ain't too bad" but all I want to do is go back to bed
Oh, it's a shame how all good things come and go
Like overplayed songs on the radio
They're getting so old
But this feeling is overwhelming
And I can't help but give into it babe
And I know, that you know, that I never meant for it to be this way
And just because you're many months clean
Doesn't have to mean a single thing
(I don't wanna talk about it)
(I don't wanna talk about it)
(I don't wanna talk about it)
And they'll call the shots from the back of the bar and
They'll hope for the best of luck
Well, babe, I don't have very good news for you
Oh, and we'll talk and talk about the birds and the bees
But we don't even have any chemistry
Oh, now do we
But this feeling is overwhelming
And I can't help but give into it babe
And I know, that you know, that I never meant for it to be this way
And just because you're seven months clean
Doesn't have to mean a single thing
(I don't wanna talk about it)
(I don't wanna talk about it)
(I don't wanna talk about it)