I Dont Want To Hear It Anymore

Newman
In my neighbourhood, where folks dont live so good now
The rooms are small, most of buildings made of wood
I hear the neighbours talking about you and me
Yes, Ive heard most every word
Cause the talkings loud, and the walls are much too thin
'She dont really love him'
Oh, thats what I heard them say
'She sure wasnt thinking of him today'
'I saw her in the courtyard', said that girl in room 1-49
'Talking to a boy Ive never seen before
And standing there together, dont you know they looked so fine'
No, I dont want to hear it anymore
I dont want to hear it anymore
Cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
The talk is so loud and the walls- theyre much too thin
'Lord, aint it sad', said the woman across the hall
'That a nice boy like that falls in love
Hey, its just too bad that he had to go and fall
For a girl who doesnt care for him at all'
No, I dont want to hear it anymore
I dont want to hear it anymore
Cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
Oh, they talk so loud
And the walls are much too thin
Oh, I wish they wouldnt talk so loud
And expose my heartache to the crowd
These walls around me are so thin
Sometimes I think theyre moving in
Yeah...